Sit idle
Sit idle
Recline
languish
Recline on the sofa
The eyes will be shut
No thoughts no idea
No vision no dream
Does your back ache
Are your eyes getting heavy
Sink like a heavy weight
into waters of dullness and indolence
You sink into sleepless sleep
Better than death in life
Better than keeeping wide awake
in a burning lake
that God the Father created after our
fall from heaven
The world is a burning lake
where you act and act in living present
responding to call of Satan
More money more fame more power more wisdom
That is what Satan taught us
Sit idle Languish
That is how you can drive away
the devils of wisdom power money pleasure
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poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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