The piece reflects on the inevitability of tragedy and human discontent, asserting that while death is certain, the deeper pain lies in the search for love and truth. People conform and seek solace in distractions, yet ultimately fail to find true connection, leading to a life filled with unfulfilled sighs.
Category: My Poems
Prof. P. Lal of Writers Workshop – I, too, am Ever Grateful to Him!
My first book of poetry, too, like Pritish Nandy’s, was published by P. Lal (https://www.writersworkshopindia.com/remembering-professor-p-lal/), founder-editor of Writers Workshop, way … More
Upon Watching the Movie “Meet Joe Black”
In this land of the living Death keeps walking Through the streets Up the alleys Walks into the heart And … More
18 Poems
The Urge Sunrises and sunsets are beautiful Stars in the night take my breath away The blue sky, the mountains, … More
Appearances and Reality
The colour of a sunset Resembles that of a sunrise, Yet we do know What a difference there is; Everything … More
Superfluous Thing Called Life
So little life interests me; I do not understand others And their enthu for life; This world is but an … More
The Inexplicable
We think we understand Ourselves and others, nay, We think we understand Life itself and all its mysteries But life … More
No Need for This Universe
Many protest when I say This universe need not exist I wonder why they do so Why they are so … More
Change of Residence
I am moving, yes I am moving From the heart to the intellect Heart is too irksome a place If … More
What Was God Thinking?
As if thoughts were not enough God has given us emotions I can’t help but wonder If it was a … More
Know Thyself 