Shibani Pith, Baruipur

Grace of the Divine Mother overflows here

Trapped! by Debabrata Pattrea

Every now and then a pull draws me,

Towards a self,larger and free

Then do I breathe for a fleeting while

When I perceive -How futile,

Are the pursuits,the ego,the inflated "ME"

The quest for more to have and more to be !

Is that moment of bliss,a glimpse of light? 

Of a purer self,a freer soul and the eternally bright?

I do not know,but I know

That I am trapped in a morass called "Life"

That has only greed,lust and meaningless strife!

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