Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 25, 2016

thorns and illusions~by Ziauddin Bulbul


 

 

thorns and illusions

Untold particles of vision like the aimless fireflies
floating around yet the night is dark and silent
In quest of unknown shelter walking I’m restless
Over the woody way of earth with my tired two legs
A wayfarer I’m pierced with thorns and illusions

Heatless goblin alike unkind shadows
Encircling with cruelty, created the screen of wounds
Helpless heart is crying out by that shock yet the life’s
Blind & shameless proceeds with hopes continuously

Not only stoical, jealous and unkind though
But with drop of my breath and soul I’ve created
This world of mine, may it be called as unsuccessful
Yet in my eyes the most dearest and beautiful
Is my Maya, my conceit and bundle of my prejudices
I heartily love them considering the gift of life

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