To Live Anyway Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Agony
Gajanan Mishra

Complete, nothing.
Find everything incomplete.
Wings are not able to
Make me fly.
No question of healing
Anything anywhere.

Life is pious, no doubt.
Ruptured, though.
Stars are not shinning
They all pretend.

Might is right,
Still a force.
Irregularities found,
Here there, though.

Forgive and forget,
Only principle to proceed
Further with stoplight.
Nothing is coveted,
No other way to go
Or to search anything
But to live anyway.

Tapoban, Titilagarh, Balangir
25.03.2022