Poem by Nijara Barman Deka
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Nijara Barman Deka
ON THE WAY
In the path of thorns of life
Get stumbled every step you step
I am a traveler.
Like a boat without a helmsman
The future life is mine
Hanging on in uncertainty
Just the expectations.
Climbing in the mud of the past
The present ones that are near
Stepping on the back of today
Waiting with hope for the future
Love is love for me
Now everything is useless.
One of the sleepless past
The procession of long memory
May be want in the middle of that
The meteorite of the midnight
The wish of the mind will be revealed there .
But see it there
A wall of mischief
Echoes in there
Disappointed and the ununderstand rhymes.
I want the meaning of the words
Don't know why still
Ununderstandable situation hapens is my mind
Everything seems to be forgotten
In the infinite womb
Need owl in the way of life.
Prepared Angela Kosta
