For one's good life it is a mismatchment.
One starts to suffer in mind,
Ignoring the best in reality, unkind.
From attachment arises desire,
That will burn anyone like a fire.
From desire arises anger,
Which is a red signal for danger.
From anger comes delusion,
That will make one remain in illusion.
Delusion leads to one’s loss of memory,
Which is way to the biggest worry.
When memory is lost, intelligence is destroyed,
Everything will be lost once you enjoyed.
When intelligence is destroyed, one perishes
Like dust all of that we are vanishes
Desire, fear, or anxiety, within,
One can prevent suffering when it begins.
All these arise from sense of perception,
Learn to allow them without being disturbed in action.
Pleasure and Pain, they come and go like the seasons,
Do not resist this natural flow, must for human beings.
All fears exist only in one’s imagination,
During the event, it isn't intense to our anticipation.
*Inspired by Bhagavad Gita, Chapter 2, 62-63, 14)*
By,
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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