Brooding over a Foiled Fortune

In trying to break free

Of this pathetic state of existence,

I fall back again, choiceless,

Into the pathetic state of existence!

Where insecurity runs deep,

Loneliness reigns supreme,

Fulfilment feels scarce,

And appreciation is a glaring need!

Where memory is a trouble,

And every pulse is a pain,

The mind is not free

In a world shackled by chain!

In an uncontrollable urge for change

I stepped so deep into the fire of rain,

That now my perpetual hopelessness

Has started to stare at the void ahead!

And I tremble of the fear of change,

My vision shielded from the sun orange,

Letting the fateful acceptance seep

Through the veins of the dead heap!

Now freedom is a farce,

And salvation is a joke,

The air darkened like pitch

In a heart that coughs of smoke!

I try to wash myself clean

In the murky waters of the waterfall,

But whatever I touch gets stuck -

The sticky glue has engulfed us all!

The mind-wheels are frozen,

The madness that came in dozens,

That made gifts look like curse,

And curses feel like boons!

So discretion was so lost,

And clogged had got the vision,

Of a lamp so dimished and dull

By fear, hesitation, guilt and shame!

So I breathe the air that is tarred,

And I eat the fish that is charred,

And drink the water that is soiled,

Brooding over a fortune that is foiled!

-- Bhaskar Ghosh

Thu, 23rd Oct 2025

Patna, 11:30 am

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Relationship is a poison always!

Relationship is a poison always!

Some are harsh -

You understand quickly

That it is a poison

With a bitter taste!

Some are sweet -

By the time you realise

That it is a slow acting poison

The damage is already done!

Society and her agents

Have always sold you lies -

They never revealed to you

The real form of relationship!

Since they were themselves

Trapped in the timeless torture

And could not want you

To be Free of Pain...

That they were shown a vision

Distorted by a mossy glass,

So, they themselves served you

Poison filled sugarcoated pills!

This ship seldom shows a mirror

Hence, they could not see

What they truly are,

And what they have become!

And you too have entered

The homely house of cards

Looking like a chocolate hut,

But, was a maze of hazards!

So, my advice if you seldom ask,

Is to stay away from that urge,

But, if you have already entered,

Then learn patience, let love emerge.

The purpose of life I know not,

But, however fateful it might be,

We need to win over all those

That drive us nuts...

Of the trinity of the universe -

Those tendencies or qualities,

Of the good, the bad, and the ugly,

Of birth, sustenence, and of death,

Life seems a lesson to be learned

On an unending path towards light,

Where the sun burns bright

At the horizon, like a mirage might!

-- Bhaskar Ghosh 

Thursday, 2nd October 2025

Vijayadashami (Dusshera)

10 am, Patna

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