Desires enter our mind
like the rivers incessant discharge
into the ocean.
Soon we struggle,
sparing time and efforts,
to achive the passion.
Once achieved comes
the next in the series.
Fulfilling the desires
brings in further worries.
Worries lead us to anger,
anger to delusion,
delusion to bewilderment of memory.
Mind and body are exhausted
to enhance our misery.
Limiting our desires
makes us contented,
free from feeling sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all struggle with our desires. It comes like waves after waves. Fab poem.5****