The Long Way......

by Kunal Samadder

The Long Way ......

It's too long ... the way I go through,

Myself mere not, but we all, and,

our predecessors might have gone too.....

The way with many more turns - more hindrance

Sometimes smoothy, seeming soothy, with few scintillating moments

The way looks more beautiful and hazardless.

But the illusion goes back when my inherent soul

gets the stinging pain through the thorny way;

The invisible thorns ne'er impulse myself shedding the blood,

But pierce to the cores of my heart.

It's too long... the way I go through,

Meet people in different kinds, in different manners;

A few apparently be soft, or harsh,

very professional " may be, with ethics or not.

I know not how to mix and deal prudently,

pretend more consciously, or much skeptically,

But heartily " the meaningless thoughts.

I do believe on the pretension of theirs, and

this is my fault, my sin, my drawback "

might be faintness.

I can't behave in the way that may hurt....

Holding back my tongue to utter grievance -

even my dormant anguish,lest it makes them sullen;

I can't mock at them, can't pour abuse,

lest they feel sad,

Can't leave away at perils.........

I wanna' remain what I used to be, and, what I'm,

preserving those things, the boon that my grandparents had endowed me with...

I do pace forward consistently and relentlessly

with unchanged entity that I had in my childhood "

Those sweetie bubbling, tender inherent, transparent

And very free speech with no intricacy ....

And my parents ne'er admonished for such silly, yet now blunder

But, they could have " I repent not,

And mingle myself with the sordid existence " the reality and long itinerary......

- Kunal Samadder

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