The world has forced me to create vacuum
In my mind in which for universe has no room.
It is self contained as had then become I am
And faced now and then perpetual gloom.
I too was ambitious and tender hearted
But alas I could get nothing but hatred
Till now from any one in my lonely life,
Nothing hence forth can give me any grief.
Thus at the time though being adloscent
To the joy I couldn't find in the worldly things,
To spend my life in aloofness I am willing
Having lost everything including my heart.
The dejection too was unable to me captivate
And I concluded the death as my confident.
Why shouldn't I serve the motherland I felt
To expose the betrayers being a Detective?
Poet: Ratnakar D Mandlik
The dejection too was unable to me captivate And I concluded the death as my confident. Why shouldn't I serve the motherland I felt To expose the betrayers being a Detective? ....outstanding conceptualization. A beautiful poem is so nicely executed.
Wonderfully written..From the poems I read so far, I do realise that your poetry matches the aspects of life, depicted in a very realistic manner. I really like this.10 +++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a wonderful write......thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.