Life, a small boat sinking in the wide gushing seawater

Life,

a small boat sinking

in the wide, gushing seawater

the unwilling thoughts

approach me

with an orchestra in hand

blame for my inner disturbance.

fragility –

I know it from a tiny butterfly –

gives me strength of impermanence.

Life,

a thick thread,

no needle.

I never wait for the dirty

clothes to come.

When my unexpressed melancholia hits me,

I don’t wait for nature

with an invitation letter.

Green leaves make me so happy

and change my pensive mood.

Depression,

an unseen foe in disguise of pal

when gloominess surrounds me

I feel doleful in modern problems,

I learn to accept as impermanence

devours me into non-existence.

Depression

approaches without invitation,

but it never absorbs my body.

happiness as the ultimate truth

to be blessed

I know the beauty of life

lies in fragileness.

But what impudence!

No being knows they are

until they are not!!

By Suman Mondal, Published in