I maintained every steps ,
looked onto every details ,
made the ideas that no-one ever knows ,
just me and my thoughts .
Then I enter into the world ,
where the ruler was the lust ,
Minister is the greed and
jealousy is the general and -
The humen minds are the soldiers ,
One among is me !
They first analysis our minds ,
then sent us for a search of meteralistic things,
while searching I saw my shadow ,
on the street water , that always reflects ,
But It is different from me ,
I saw a worshipper on the water ,
I again , search in myself ,
to check what I am wearing ,
But then I actually realise ,
It is the shadow of my mind .
I am not the person,
like the others ,
I realised and the God of Love and Music ,
blessed me with the flowers .
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Author:
Debadrita Sarkar (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: August 14th, 2025 08:59
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
A very beautiful write, wonderfully written, enjoyed the read
Thank you So much
You are very welcome
A great reflective poem. Nicely written
Thank You so much
You are most welcome
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