For the one who is
Beyond redemption,
Can there be ever
A chance to mention?
The soul travels
Tired and torn
Between one world and other
Between one life and other.
Yet it keeps on repeating
The same miss that it did make,
One world ago, one life ago,
For heaven's sake, so strong the ego!
Wisdom is seldom sought
By those who dwell in pleasure.
But that which cannot stay forever,
Cannot be everlasting ever!
Moments of pain made it
From the wisdom, sway and sever,
And little did it knew that
It was a ploy, very very clever!
And badly it did get bound
To the path it chose to follow,
Thinking it was foretold in sound -
Of Light and of Shadow!
Prayer is all the wish it has got,
But pray is what it more cannot,
Its throat parched, tongue twisted,
For the lie it once committed!
And the only hope against hope old
In prayers for the unprayerly told -
Of a final goodbye for the tired soul
That has seen and renounced all goal!
Redemption is not in pleasure,
Neither knowledge, nor pride can measure,
To die unseen, unlamented, unmourn,
In happiness alone can redemption be born!
-- nayan
Wed, 7th Aug 2024
8:15 pm, near Bardhaman,
Howrah Shatabdi Express
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