In search for 'Meaning of Life' rhyming poem "I'm in Form and with You I Conform".

আপডেট: ১৯ নভেম্বর ২০২৪, ২১:০৯

I’m in Form and with You I Conform


Life on earth, since birth and then,
mere waiting in vain.
All remain upset,
Whether due share one will get.

All are uncertain sheer
and always in a fear;
Alas, things are unknown, and all moan,
whether stocks are at all there.

It’s world’s way, no income only outlay.
All is brief and ends in grief,
and uncertain delay.

In paradise, nothing has a price,
things just come, no outlay only income.
No worth, no worry,
these words not found in dictionary.

On this side in every case, you have to chase
All are lies and mere a mirage race.

O Lord! with You I’m aboard
You and I only reside, on different side.
My abode is somehow, on this side now.

I live in thee, and you in me, in this monde
All is one, and one is all and nothing beyond.
Between me and thee, nothing abide
and nothing to hide.

You and I are one, not separate,
not only mere mate.
But part of one flame and exactly selfsame.

Creator not living in creation and don’t connect,
work is never perfect.
That would be, all agree,
nothing more than merely a meme.

On this side, nothing ever bide
and in everywhere there is divide.

Here, I’m a little a co-creator for sure
but nothing here is lasting and pure.
Other side is full yours, that ever endure.

I’m in form and with you I conform
Out of my cage, I’m your mirror image,
integral to your lineage.

You’ve no form, with no one You conform
You’re present for twenty-four seven
Everywhere, in universe and heaven.

In my physical cage, I age and senesce
But You’re formless and ageless quintessence.

Usual, I’m visual, in rigid physical frame
You’re solely, consciousness only, different but same.

To paddle from puddle to sea i.e. me to thee
You’re my ford, the connecting cord.
You’re one and all, both big and small
All are Your for sure, my Lord.