This felt world and this known world
Translated into so many languages
What we perceive and what we grasp
This is the limit of our understanding
And we know nothing about unknown
We thrust a needle in the husk of facts
To this limit we get a limited principle
Surrounded by unlimited exceptions
Have you any information about the being?
What is the beginning and what is the end
What is the purpose of this life of binge
Yet we need moral, yet we need law
Why do we hide our utter flaw?
What is the foundation of manifested world
Swinging between acceptance and denial
Celebrate the victory on crushed conquered
Power sings always in the tradition
Deprived felt always alienation
Disperse on this groundless ground
Illusion of finding almost unfounded
Creating grounds for baseless grounded
Life is confounded in reason and feeling
Play of such annoying and healing
Whose this profit? Whose this dealing?
Anil Kumar Sharma
17/06/2016