The Great Asylum
The world is a great asylum astonishing
Where every inhabitant is a fellow; crazy
Weeping for something lost or deficient
Or crave zealously for rather unattainable.
Each one broods constantly over the past
Regretting the opportunities overlooked
Fretting about one’s failure to grab chance
Thus concede let even the present to slip.
There are others who continuously dream
About a rosy tomorrow, upbeat and vivid
With no struggle necessary to put forth
Spoil their living present; well-meaning.
Some others loiter on the corridor of life
Lethargic snails, inactive and dim-witted
Merely exist wandering senselessly about
Deserve nothing but ridicule and sympathy.
It is a spectacle of wonders undoubtedly
That none lives in this noble wide world
To enjoy the bounties of nature bestowed, as
All remain confined to their cocoons trivial.
Copyright © Ramesh Deshpande | Year Posted 2013
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