Life is Vivid

Mottakeenur Rehman

Into the capsule of memory,

Casting aside life's obligatory parts,

How do I navigate contemporary strife?

How long will I sing the song of bitter truth,

Forgetting oneself in the realm of ruth.

A thunderstorm attacks my throat,

Infinity draped in a coat of pain,

Performing the Tandava dance,

Through the breezy gaze of space!

Nothing differs,

Everything here is suffering!

As if the adventurous, billowy dance of great Kamadeva,

Reduced to ashes by the rage of Tryambakam, Lord Mahadeva.

  • Author: Mottakeenur Rehman (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2021 10:51
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 33
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    A nice write M.

    • Mottakeenur Rehman

      🙂🙏🏻🙏🏻Your words are inspiration for me

    • L. B. Mek

      sadly, I lack the context to fully appreciate your write
      but still, I found it an enjoyable read and that says a lot, I think..
      thanks for sharing

      • Mottakeenur Rehman

        🙏🏻I am extremely happy to read your comment!It's praiseworthy for me!



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