its all so futile
all so meaningless
if you dont have the compass
that points to your best
its all so futile
me standing and wilting shadeless
all so painfully useless
when you couldnt care less
all those many question
asked and reasked
so many futile answers
spanned over deaf years
your mind so beautiful
yet so dark to my ray of love
your eyes so brilliant
yet dulled to my sheen of tears
all so futile this game we play
no happy endings
no smiles, , , no relief
no escape.........
I notice burning pains in these lines...life is a compromise of ideas and ideals; yes... but compromise to what extent? Not to the extent of life itself getting burnt! Utthishtatha! JAgratha! PrApya VarAn NibODhitha! - Vedic Philosophy Wake up! (from doze): be vigilant(on over powering) ! Lean on providers (of help): be enlightened (of miseries) ! Good poem Wardha...deep sad and poignant...very well composed...10*
That's tyranny of the bondage in our society, Wardha, living together like parasites exploiting and eating each other in a soulless relationship.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so many futile answers spanned over deaf years Ne plus ultra expression of piquant, unvented, pent-up stirrings always your buddy - - -