Aniruddha Pathak

Freshman - 823 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

Disillusion Is When Bliss - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

If life’s naught but energies that vibrate,
An if what vibrates as well makes some sound,
If or not can man grasp it or translate,
A strange matrix of sounds world’s all around.
Yet, if the world is not but illusion,
Vain it seems to search for its warp and whoop,
Meaning, nor purpose of all the motion,
Lest he get caught in a deluding loop,
That the wise of world call disillusion;
Ah, what a serendipity it be,
Disillusion, spiritual inversion,
And bliss, other worldly and heavenly!
An if death every illusion destroys,
Ah, what a friend ‘tis fetching blissful joys!
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If the phenomenal world is nothing but Maya, an illusion, a
man who is disillusioned with worldly life sees the truth. The
only time he seems to be in sense. And in a final Volta, the
sonnet says: death, if it destroys all illusions, is the greatest
friend, no foe.
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- Sonnets | 07.06.14 |

Form: Sonnet

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 16, 2015

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