Poetry

Uncertainty

In a world that is constantly changing

it is futile for us to stay clinging

to the expectations that we aspire

and the things that we desire.

 

The house we own and place we dwell

be it as joyful heaven or wicked hell

we must one-day bid farewell

when strikes the karmic spell.

 

The people we love and care for now

change with the time somehow

breaking hundreds of vows

piercing our faith with illusive arrows.

 

The work we do, the job we perform

 may demand us to have enough brainstorm

or mandate us to get totally transformed

adding to our life a disastrous windstorm

 

Yet we must pull on and on.

On the earth, we are born

we must be ascertained

nothing around us is certain

 

~Deepak Raj Chetri

Bhutan 

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