Predicament

The predicament of human life
In the non existential planet
With slippery ground, so awesome
We can't walk with erected head.
One step ahead, anorther struck
In the pitfalls, tumbling down the body
Nosedived, injuries in the head
Covered with the hands blood smeared.
We still keep walking to the place
We actually don't know where till
We are led and led further
To the grand finale of life journey
Where no clapping echoes but eerie silence
Prevailing the special ground reverberating
With the sobbings of the audience.

Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar



Poetry by BHASKARANAND JHA BHASKAR
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Written on 2010-07-01 at 07:15

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I like the visual picture of this.

~L.~
2010-07-01