on my mistakes

can mistake ever be not mistake
can illusion ever be composition of not illusion
can dream ever be not dream
can wrong ever be right
can air be divided with a sword of intellect or steel or any

i have spent lot of time indulging in and trying to determine my correctness of thinking
i blame myself often
it is not right for me to think so or say so or do so
i feel sorrow grief guilty ashamed anger fear excited or over joyed accordingly

are my deeds wrong
over and over I ask myself
i declare what I did is mistake
i apologise
and i alert myself that i must not repeat this mistake
i pray

i do not have any clue how to not commit a mistake
not thinking may be a mistake

i know thinking is mistake always
i know not thinking too is a mistake
is it right to be mistaken
do i have a choice

there is no way can i not commit a mistake
can i

maya
it is impossible to avoid
My situation is hopeless
Net is cast around me and hangs around me always
there is no way I can escape
both net and me created made for each other including incompatibility if any

mistake if any is by design and cannot be stopped or corrected
hopeless

i am not responsible for all my mistakes
yet unbearable unavoidable sufferings and blames are mine
not only me but none and nothing can do anything in this magic show
in this all pervasive show
none has any hope but still be hoping
none can help but still attempting
all of us are monkeys and powerless and cannot be otherwise

i can do nothing. none can do anything.













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