Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "purposeful-living"

I never planned to be a poet,
I never planned to be a writer.
I never planned to be a scientist,
I never planned to be a philosopher.
I never had any plans whatsoever,
As to what I was going to be.
As a vagabond I only had one inkling,
That is to equalize the society.
Now that I am a scientist,
Logic comes to me like clockwork.
Now that I am a writer and poet,
Words and rhymes come like lovewalk.
The path appears itself as you start to walk.
Means flow like heartbeat in all purposeful work.

Heavier the pain, greater the hope,
But the language of hope is not inaction.
Real hope brings a sense of responsibility,
Whereas imitation hope induces stagnation.

Heavier the pain, stronger the purpose,
But all purpose is fiction without footwork.
Real purpose does not let you sleep at night,
Imitation purpose keeps you aloof from work.

Crueler the punishment, braver the love,
It is no love that avoids punishment.
Only half lovers try to keep pain at bay,
Soaked in pain true lovers emerge triumphant.

Crazier the torture, sweeter the memories.
There is no character if there is no crisis.