Sunday, November 7, 2021

Donning Roles No More

All that glittered
All that was fragrant
All that was soft 
All that was pleasant
All that was sweet to the tongue

A world serving the senses
A world meant to please
A world of instant gratification
But there is no joy, no peace

We chase more, acquire more
Don many different roles
But everywhere end up wanting
Feeling life isn't granting 
All that we seek, all that we deserve

Like a record stuck
Repeating the same loop
We fall into the rut
Jumping through the hoop

Even roles don't change!
Same dialogues again and again
A pattern that is boring
But there is pleasure in pain! 
Making us want to cling!

Ready for the ups and downs
Happy with the same old roles
Routine a big comfort
A mix of anger, fear and laughter

But there is more
A path you walk on your own
Seemingly dark and scary
But lighted up by your glow

It is covered with dust
Of thoughts and dirt
It yields to no shortcuts
Forcing long, patient steps
To feel forever fresh.

Everything new, everyday
Fear, anger, all fly away
With light alone you stay
And exit this world of play.  


 
 

2 comments:

  1. Maya is a vehicle where Prayana and the Anubhava (gained therein) form a part of the destination itself. Trick is knowing you are not the vehicle nor even its Sarathy. They are virtual headsets in the grand Virtual Reality game you have chosen to be a part of.

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