ON THE WAY

On the way, one meets many paths.
People come forth to and fro, but -

they do not get to know each other -

even for a brief moment.

Some paths remain forever,

waiting to be crossed, while some people -

do not talk to each other amongst many.
As such, the entire time of life passes.
Every day, one meets in the market,

on the sidewalk, in public tranports ...

There is no time or desire to meet, to know.
Like rows of ants looking for food, 
the amazing orderly movement of people.
Walking alone in the midst of a sea of ​​people.
Like a string of pearls, people are together,
side by side but there is no direct link.

This is what compels the multidimensional -

need of life and its urge to fulfill,

one's own desires every moment.

In bits and pieces, while we are -

moving towards a voluntary death.

Leaving away any unfulfilled desires -

like wrong calculations on a piece -

of paper, they will find their last -

resting place on the pyre.

A life of sacrificing known desires -

is the only way to survive here ...
There is no end to this irony in mortality.
A lifetime is spent for for the want of -

a permanent connection without having any.