Sense Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

Sense
Pravat Kumar Mandal

Now I am an old stag
Free from anxiety
Here's no din and bustle
And no false gaiety.

What I like the most
Free from tension.
What I want eagerly
Life but burden.

I'm indebted to my will
Makes me sensible.
Now I have no false eye
Makes me trouble.

Bad feelings strike me hard
But I don't care.
I have a strong sense
Uncovers my fear.

Now I am an old stag
Free from anxiety.
None can know the base
But my Almighty.

8th June,2019