Mystery is this Life-StoryFebruary 13, 2023
To write about love, I have no authority,
As my love affairs ended only in calamity,
I can't write surely about sacred equanimity,
As I never possessed it with damn certainty.
I can't write about women as I don't understand them,
Though my mother was a woman who gave me asylum,
She maintained strict calmness when dad gave problem,
She used to sit before Gods and hum sincerely a hymn.
Politics is something which I don't like even a bit,
But, in every walks of life, I am forced to face it,
If a group of people gossip, with them, I can't sit,
That makes me to be with them absolutely unfit.
I came alone and will die to reach God only alone,
Via my end, I will promptly repay the given life-loan,
On that day, I will be shown the figure of the Unknown,
I am sure this body and soul, forever I can never own!
M V Venkataraman