Dwelling in bitter contemplations
Scary thoughts of draw- backs
I go on worrying, keep on worrying.
Forgetting that nature’s will manifests
Vain I worry
My cognitions go on negative lanes
No cognizance of the blessing part.
How am I to decipher which?
I mean, to cry or to laugh.
I worry, worry-on in vain,
Forgetting I need not bother
But, I wonder if I need not wander.
My thoughts perambulate refusing to still
Panting from my thoughtful journey
I ask, which is easier-
Physical search or
… cognitive search- worry?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem