I Curse My Birth Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I Curse My Birth

Rating: 5.0


In the grip of hunger
I sold all my ego and pride
I am on the road to destruction
The pain my tears cannot hide

I have lost people who
Were once to me so dear
When the cloud of misfortune
Strikes no one comes near

The woods ahead is
Dark and shows no path
I am lost in the abyss of woes
Feel low and curse this birth

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
LeeAnn Azzopardi 23 March 2023

I just love it Bravo! ! ! ! !

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Dr Dillip K Swain 23 March 2023

A quote great Robert Frost: ... but I have my promises to keep/miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep '

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When the times are at its lowest ebb, one need to draw upon all his internal resources to continue to move forward. This is what Holy Gita says..

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A very poignant write. Yes, there are times, when we fail to see even a ray of light at the end of the tunnel. But who are we to "curse this birth"? What role do we have in this birth? Did we ask for it? No.

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Jayne Louise Davies 24 March 2023

Wonderful write Anil! Thanks for sharing x

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Nabakishore Dash 24 March 2023

I have lost people---------no one comes near.Really a significant observation, must have been observed by all persons.

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Anjandev Roy 23 March 2023

Excellent and impeccable work.......thank u, dear poet....

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