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My Play Is Done

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Ever rising, ever falling with the waves of time, still rolling on I go
From fleeting scene to scene ephemeral, with life's currents' ebb and flow.

Oh! I am sick of this unending force; these shows they please no more,
This ever running, never reaching, nor e'en a distant glimpse of shore!

From life to life I'm waiting at the gates, alas, they open not.
Dim are my eyes with vain attempt to catch one ray long sought.

On little life's high, narrow bridge I stand and see below

The struggling, crying, laughing throng. For what? No one can know.
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This poem was composed on 16th March 1895 when he was in New York.
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Angel 11 January 2019

I like it story

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Suprit 25 December 2017

Nice post. E

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Ray Subrata Ray 05 June 2014

Swami Vivekananda, -the prime disciple of Lord Sri Ramakrishna here in this poem, as it appears to my poor reading, depicts His own feelings as how this universe is created by Mother Kali and how She makes this universe Her play ground and Swamiji's role as the instruement of the Divine Mother to unlock the mystery of salvation.Swamiji felt, realized and became. The glow of the water-level transparency emits from every word, and a conscious reader with super-conscious mind may feel the function of Word-Brahman in this poem.

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