Predicament

The predicament of human life In the non existential planet With slippery ground, so awesome We can't walk with erected head. One step ahead,anorther struck In the pitfalls, tumbling down the body Nosedived, injuries in the head Covered with the hands blood smeared. We still keep walking to the place We actually don't know where till We are led and led further To the grand finale of life journey Where no clapping echoes but eerie silence Prevailing the special ground reverberating With the sobbings of the audience. BHASKARANAND JHA