Sudipta Mishra, Puri, 17 February 2024
I have allowed many people to dwell in my soul,
I have treasured them in my heart,
But they tore my heart into numerous parts,
I was left in my tattered state.
And every time, I was left behind by a rush of memories,
The memories simply drench me in the pool of misery,
The misery would grow to a stage of melancholy,
By inflicting pain and injury.
So with time, I tame my mind to curb my emotions,
I allow my mind to move on,
And I drive to a state of oblivion,
I no longer greet such masked persons…
O God, please bless me to regain,
So that I can rebuild my notion,
Please imbibe my lost faith in humans,
And fix it because they are only your creations.
