The Playing Destiny

By Sweta Binod Kumar

The one who never dies is Ravana

The one who never wakes up is Kumbh Karna

I thought these are mere thoughts of Purana

I thought it’s us who control our Karma

But I was so wrong about everything

But I believed that I can control my feeling

Left shattered and disappointed

Left puzzled and devastated

I was in the perception that I have killed my Ravana

I was in the perception that I have awakened my Kumbh Karna

Now I realize that Ravana with his ten heads is laughing

Now I realize that Kumbh Karna is still sleeping

My good thoughts, will and wisdom have been killed

My desires are not getting fulfilled

The world around me is all mortal

The world around me can never give me the happiness which is eternal

Its damn true that people never get satisfied

Its damn true that the problems in our lives always seem magnified

I am not able to differentiate between wrong and right

I am not able to think that for what goal should I fight

The line between good and bad is so blur

The line between all the ideologies is an err

The whole concept of my existence seems to be a myth

The whole concept of my destiny seems to be playing with

By Sweta Binod Kumar