Wishing To Be A Bird Poem by Avik DattaGupta

Understanding is simple!
But simple is not so easy!
While knowledge may be ample,
It's power could be sleazy!

Tangled questions of twisted wisdom,
Silence confuses the clueless to be smart!
Bound by educated chains of freedom,
Grasping an abstract Art!

Understanding is not quite understood!
Ignorance is misunderstood bliss,
Bliss as the output of your mood,
Something you can't dismiss!

To be yourself? Or to be the change?
Transform to form? Or mend to amend?
To transmute to someone very strange?
A fact? Or a fiction? You cant comprehend!

To be in a crowd? Or in a family of friend? !
To be lonely in an unknown selfish crowd?
Or to follow your morals? Which would never end!
Or to be immoral? and yet be proud?

When there's no peace promised in a war,
We fight the wars to bring on peace!
Where pain is found in seeking pleasures!
Pleasures is assured in a state of bliss!

Difficult times are easy to get,
To make tough easy, is a difficult task,
It is not easy to remember but to forget,
So many questions remain, which we can't ask!

In our living paradoxes within our lives,
We follow those paths aptly sold,
We follow which our senses contrives,
Filling bags of glitter without the gold!

It is not simple on stage, to stand and say,
To announce that you do understand,
With every unpredictable moment everyday
A dark cloud carpets our confused land.

Uncertainity is certain we all agree,
We know, we know not, but disagree,
We are sensibly living in our lives absurd!
As we live like humans, wishing to be a bird!