Mind walked around the same block once again
Desire
It minds not the repetitiveness
It leaves no stone upturn to harass the spirit
Moves every hurdle
Pawns its peace, its merits
Desires- rents the mind
Adds fear of despair
And declare itself the owner
This incessant chasing
The strategy of manifesting
Nothing stops the new one from springing
Nothing deters the aimless wandering
It never stops to look
Why it seeks
It just seeks
To be one with that which it doesn’t understand
It’s still crawling for crumbs
Only if it stopped
And know of enoughness can it laugh off
Its futile desperate merry going around
– Poet and counsellor Rupika Moitra

