What I Aspire... Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

what I aspire is heaven
What I entitled is not known
What I actually in possession
Is the worldly life of mysteries.

What I thought about was happiness
What I tried for was convenience
What I got was the difficulties
The hazardous day today life.

The windows of my home is ever opened
The doors of home is always shut
But there are other openings in heights
Through ventilators the thief comes.

When I tries to close the windows
Together with the doors of all
Still the ventilators are in opening
Where thieves can easily intrude.

In fact there is no full proof
There are always loopholes in near
Only the care and concern essential
Let the destiny play its own game.