Nirvanic Cycle Of Existence
In the wasteland of the lonely life,
clutching all my desolate desires,
I walk on the tormenting trail of strife,
suffering, I am lost in the maze of utter mire.
From the serenity of the sapphire sky
where the blissful birds fly free and sing,
for the shackled soul of mine the bond I'll untie,
the placid essence of nirvana I’ll bring.
Released from the karmic destiny,
I’ll transcend the limits of time and space,
set my mortal being from cyclic existence free,
the patina of pristine peace I’ll embrace.
I’ll see the petals of my soul unfold,
bloom the divine flower, I’ll discern.
The beauty of the heavenly horizon I’ll behold,
where I’ll be gone, not to ever return.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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