Difficult It Is Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Difficult it is
To stay in truth,
To utter mother's tongue,
To love and protect
Mother-land,
To obey the law of the land,
To cooperate own brothers,
To sacrifice the self for others,
To live the life of a man.
Still, I call myself a man,
I know not though
What I mean to say.
I want everything to acquire
But I want nothing to deliver-
The smile of the time
I witness here is only
For me, I know.
But I fail to understand
What is there within
And I want to go from here
Anyhow but to where
That I cannot say.