Why is it
when everything seems to be in harmony
a tune of discord plays afar
when we began to think ‘its over’
and the next moment its not done.
When its time to weave cherished dreams
doubt lurks in the poise.
When expectations are fulfilled
a roar of opposition began.
When honest creation began to be recognized
sudden setback strikes
when everything appears to be happening
yet it doesn’t happen.
Why is it
when the mind is purified
a boorish thought transpire
Why?