Struggle - Poem by Tulsi Shrestha
When romantic dream I dream everyday
dissolves as line drawn in water surface,
then I constantly struggle with the death.
When I try to explore my own reality;
I've lost my future as I involved in past,
then I plan to purchase pleasure.
When I try to gain spiritual maturity;
my faith and beliefs get distorted,
then I realize the naked truth of society.
When luck compels me to carry empty jar;
I'm enforced to pledge my own ideal,
then I start to fetch my own shadow.
When I try to compromise with relatives;
my desires and ambition get raped,
then I continue to hug my own griefs.
When I attempt to imprison beams of hope;
I notice blood-suckers in name of preservation,
then I insist companionship with solitude and sadness.
When social prestige and blood relation;
measured in term of money earned;
then I notice the false worth of love and charity
When I attempt to struggle with falsification;
I get hated by my own society itself;
then I get lost my unique entity.
When I get excited by heavenly day dream;
fertilized hope gets aborted from womb,
then I realize the real meaning of mirage.
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