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I found life chained,
Somewhere, this chain was becoming heavy,
Somewhere, this web of chains kept growing,
I wanted to break this chain.
The difficulty was that what was that chain?
And why were we chained?
Things had gotten so bad in life,
Never did this question come to mind. Why are we chained?
Never did this question come to mind: Who are we?
And where have we come from? Why are we chained?
Why did no one tell us what our existence is?
Where is our place, and where do we have to go?
The curiosity of life kept increasing,
We kept getting entangled in the confusion,
Who tells whom the solution?
I found everyone getting entangled.
No one told me the secret of life,
No one solved my confusion,
A voice came from within the difficulty,
Who are we, and where did we come from?
No one told us the deeper things of life,
I kept searching, and it went deeper,
Who will tell us about the beginning and the end of this depth?
And who will explain where the beginning and the end are?
We were very thirsty and our breath was being taken away,
Kept trying till the end, neither breath was left, nor thirst.
And who will show the way to the tell, who will show the way,
Because everyone is wandering here.
We also found them lost,
Who had reached the peak of knowledge,
Who used to give us the sparkle of expertise,
After a deep investigation, we also found them trapped.
Has anyone ever thought about why everyone is lost here?
Why is everyone here wandering?
Who has woven warp and weft a web here,
Who has created this game of birth and death?
Why is the spectacle of death going on?
Who has a vested interest in it?
Where is immortality?
Where is immortality?
Why is there coming and going?
People are coming and going.
How many have thought about it?
Why is the spectacle of death going on?
Why is the spectacle of death going on?
How many have understood it?
Why don't you ask questions of yourself or others?
Why don't you ask questions to learned people? What is the solution?
Do you think you will be saved if you hide your head in a bush like an ostrich?
Why has no one asked here?
Why do we have to eat, get up, sit and sleep?
Why do we have to go back after living a luxurious life?
Can anyone tell me why there are rich and poor here?
Who created the game of thousands of differences?
Who created the game of high and low?
Who spread the net of discrimination here?
Who spread the net of hundreds?
Who created the game of caste, and who spread this illusion?
I found everyone in the conflict between the high and the low,
Who created different types of castes?
Why is everyone fighting here?
Everyone is searching for peace here,
Why is there so much commotion?
How many have thought about this, seen?
Who created this society?
Who created this tradition here?
Have you ever thought about this?
Who has trapped us in a double-edged sword?
Who created this web of sin and virtue?
Who created this world?
Who created this calculation?
Who runs this world?
Thousands of sounds heard the tune of separation,
It was a palace of happiness,
What happened in the eyelids?
Where is the limit of the ego?
Where is the limit of illusion, attachment, greed and anger?
How far do the limits of the mind extend?
And how far do the fairy limits of thoughts extend?
Why have thoughts created a circle here?
Why have thoughts created an uproar here?
Why have thoughts tied so many people?
Why don't people ever ask these questions?
Where are we living?
Why do we take birth here?
And then why do we die?
Why don't people think?
Why is there so much fighting in the world?
Why are people fighting?
And what is the solution to this?
Why is there so much chaos?
Why are people living in foolishness?
Why is there this rush?
Why are people not trying to stop it?
Why are we being chased by a blind unconsciousness?
Why are people forced to live in filth?
Why are people not moving towards the light?
Why are people not able to understand the speed of the mind?
Who can know the speed of the mind?
Who can stop the speed of the mind?
Why did the speed of the mind create havoc?
Why did the speed of the mind create the world?
Why don't you ask questions of yourself or others?
Why don't you ask questions to learned people? What is the solution?
Do you think you will be saved if you hide your head in a bush like an ostrich?
Why is everyone here trapped in the bondage of Karma?
Why has no one asked here?
Why do we have to eat, get up, sit and sleep?
Why do we have to go back after living a luxurious life?
Can anyone tell me why there are rich and poor here?
Who created the game of thousands of differences?
Who created the game of high and low?
Who spread the net of discrimination here?
Who spread the net of hundreds?
Who created the game of caste, and who spread this illusion?
I found everyone in the conflict between the high and the low,
Who created different types of castes?
Who created different types of games?
Why is everyone fighting here?
Everyone is searching for peace here,
Why is there so much commotion?
How many have thought about this, seen?
Who created this society?
Who created this tradition here?
Have you ever thought about this?
Who has trapped us in a double-edged sword?
Who created this web of sin and virtue?
Who created this world?
Who created this calculation?
Who runs this world?
Thousands of sounds heard the tune of separation,
It was a palace of happiness,
What happened in the eyelids?
Who made these happenings and non-happenings happen?
Where is the limit of the ego?
Where is the limit of illusion, attachment, greed and anger?
How far do the limits of the mind extend?
And how far do the fairy limits of thoughts extend?
Why have thoughts created a circle here?
Why have thoughts created an uproar here?
Why have thoughts tied so many people?
Why have thoughts set fire here?
Why don't people ever ask these questions?
Where are we living?
Why do we take birth here?
And then why do we die?
Why don't people think?
Why is there so much fighting in the world?
Why are people fighting?
And what is the solution to this?
Why is there so much chaos?
Why are people living in foolishness?
Why is there this rush?
Why are people not trying to stop it?
Why are we being chased by a blind unconsciousness?
Why are people forced to live in filth?
Why are people not moving towards the light?
Why are people not able to understand the speed of the mind?
Who can know the speed of the mind?
Who can stop the speed of the mind?
Why did the speed of the mind create havoc?
Why did the speed of the mind create the world?
1. The Chains of Life:-
The poem depicts life as a chain that binds a person tightly. At times, this chain feels heavy, while at other times, its web keeps spreading endlessly. The poet longs for freedom from this bondage, but the real problem is that the nature of the chain itself, and the reason for our bondage remain unclear. In the rush of life, these fundamental questions are suppressed. This bondage exists on social, emotional, and philosophical levels, preventing true freedom. The poet strives to break these chains, but the entanglement only deepens.
The poem depicts life as a chain that binds a person tightly. At times, this chain feels heavy, while at other times, its web keeps spreading endlessly. The poet longs for freedom from this bondage, but the real problem is that the nature of the chain itself, and the reason for our bondage remain unclear. In the rush of life, these fundamental questions are suppressed. This bondage exists on social, emotional, and philosophical levels, preventing true freedom. The poet strives to break these chains, but the entanglement only deepens.
2. The Fundamental Questions of Existence:-
The poet asks—Who are we? Where did we come from? What is our true destination? No one gives answers about our existence. Life has become so complicated that these questions rarely arise in our minds. We are born, but our purpose and final goal remain unknown. These questions, tied to human identity and origin, remain unanswered, which only increases sorrow. Without them, life feels meaningless.
The poet asks—Who are we? Where did we come from? What is our true destination? No one gives answers about our existence. Life has become so complicated that these questions rarely arise in our minds. We are born, but our purpose and final goal remain unknown. These questions, tied to human identity and origin, remain unanswered, which only increases sorrow. Without them, life feels meaningless.
3. Growth of Curiosity and Confusion:-
With growing curiosity, confusion also deepens. The poet says no one provides solutions because everyone is trapped in themselves. No one reveals the mysteries of life, so an inner voice keeps calling. The search continues, but the absence of answers leads to exhaustion. Curiosity drives a person into deeper realms where the idea of infinity becomes incomprehensible. The poem shows curiosity as an endless journey that creates unrest instead of peace.
With growing curiosity, confusion also deepens. The poet says no one provides solutions because everyone is trapped in themselves. No one reveals the mysteries of life, so an inner voice keeps calling. The search continues, but the absence of answers leads to exhaustion. Curiosity drives a person into deeper realms where the idea of infinity becomes incomprehensible. The poem shows curiosity as an endless journey that creates unrest instead of peace.
4. Everyone is Trapped:-
The poet discovers that everyone is caught in the web of life, even those who have reached the heights of knowledge. No one shows the path because everyone is lost. Even scholars are entangled—they display fireworks of wisdom but remain stuck themselves. This highlights the universality of the problem, with no exceptions. The poet questions why everyone is lost, exposing the futility of life.
The poet discovers that everyone is caught in the web of life, even those who have reached the heights of knowledge. No one shows the path because everyone is lost. Even scholars are entangled—they display fireworks of wisdom but remain stuck themselves. This highlights the universality of the problem, with no exceptions. The poet questions why everyone is lost, exposing the futility of life.
5. The Mysteries of Life and Depth of Infinity:-
No one reveals the deeper truths of life; the seeker keeps diving deeper. Who can explain the beginning and the infinite? The poem portrays the vastness of the universe as beyond comprehension. In the thirst for knowledge, efforts are made, but breath eventually fails. This part touches profound philosophy—where human understanding appears helpless before infinity. The poet’s quest is to grasp the origin of the infinite.
No one reveals the deeper truths of life; the seeker keeps diving deeper. Who can explain the beginning and the infinite? The poem portrays the vastness of the universe as beyond comprehension. In the thirst for knowledge, efforts are made, but breath eventually fails. This part touches profound philosophy—where human understanding appears helpless before infinity. The poet’s quest is to grasp the origin of the infinite.
6. The Game of Birth and Death:-
The poem describes birth and death as a game created by an unknown hand. Death seems like a spectacle, where people come and go, but where is immortality? Whose interest lies in this cycle? It appears pointless, yet so few ponder it. The poet asks who wove this fabric of life and death. This mystery makes life enigmatic, surrounding humans with unanswered questions. It stresses the uncertainty of existence.
The poem describes birth and death as a game created by an unknown hand. Death seems like a spectacle, where people come and go, but where is immortality? Whose interest lies in this cycle? It appears pointless, yet so few ponder it. The poet asks who wove this fabric of life and death. This mystery makes life enigmatic, surrounding humans with unanswered questions. It stresses the uncertainty of existence.
7. Social Discrimination and Its Web:-
The poem calls distinctions of high-low, caste, wealth, and poverty man-made traps. Who created these games? Society and traditions act like a double-edged sword, ensnaring people. Who wove the web of thousands of divisions? These discriminations breed conflict and disrupt peace. The poet asks why so much chaos exists, yet no one reflects upon it. This part questions artificial social structures that divide humanity.
The poem calls distinctions of high-low, caste, wealth, and poverty man-made traps. Who created these games? Society and traditions act like a double-edged sword, ensnaring people. Who wove the web of thousands of divisions? These discriminations breed conflict and disrupt peace. The poet asks why so much chaos exists, yet no one reflects upon it. This part questions artificial social structures that divide humanity.
8. Sin, Virtue, and the Creation of the World:-
Who created the net of sin and virtue? Who runs this world? The poem presents the world as an account book, where fortunes and misfortunes constantly shift. Palaces of sorrow and joy crumble in a blink. This section questions morality and the world’s governing laws. The poet wonders whose creation it all is, which traps humans in the bondage of karma. The world’s creation remains a vast mystery, beyond human grasp.
Who created the net of sin and virtue? Who runs this world? The poem presents the world as an account book, where fortunes and misfortunes constantly shift. Palaces of sorrow and joy crumble in a blink. This section questions morality and the world’s governing laws. The poet wonders whose creation it all is, which traps humans in the bondage of karma. The world’s creation remains a vast mystery, beyond human grasp.
9. Ego, Illusion, and the Limits of Emotion:-
Where do the limits of ego, illusion, attachment, greed, and anger end? The poem suggests that thoughts themselves are boundless—they form circles and ignite fires. Thoughts have created chaos and bound humanity. The poet says that thoughts are the root cause of problems. This section emphasises the disorder of emotions and ideas that complicate life. Humans fail to grasp the speed or limits of these forces.
Where do the limits of ego, illusion, attachment, greed, and anger end? The poem suggests that thoughts themselves are boundless—they form circles and ignite fires. Thoughts have created chaos and bound humanity. The poet says that thoughts are the root cause of problems. This section emphasises the disorder of emotions and ideas that complicate life. Humans fail to grasp the speed or limits of these forces.
10. The Speed of the Mind and the Source of the World:-
Who can truly know or stop the speed of the mind? The poem describes the mind as the force that shapes the world while wreaking havoc. People run blindly in unconsciousness, living in impurity, never moving toward the light. The poet asks why the motion of the mind is so hard to understand. This part reveals the mind as the root cause of worldly chaos and turmoil. To control the mind is to find liberation.
Who can truly know or stop the speed of the mind? The poem describes the mind as the force that shapes the world while wreaking havoc. People run blindly in unconsciousness, living in impurity, never moving toward the light. The poet asks why the motion of the mind is so hard to understand. This part reveals the mind as the root cause of worldly chaos and turmoil. To control the mind is to find liberation.
Conclusion:-
This poem reflects a deep philosophical quest, showing how humans are trapped in chains, mysteries, and confusion. The main points focus on questions of existence, social entanglements, and the chaos of the mind, urging people to reflect and ask questions. The conclusion is that life is an endless curiosity, but liberation becomes possible through self-awareness and understanding the movement of the mind. The poem inspires humans not to hide like ostriches but to seek the truth—rising above futility toward meaningful freedom.
This poem reflects a deep philosophical quest, showing how humans are trapped in chains, mysteries, and confusion. The main points focus on questions of existence, social entanglements, and the chaos of the mind, urging people to reflect and ask questions. The conclusion is that life is an endless curiosity, but liberation becomes possible through self-awareness and understanding the movement of the mind. The poem inspires humans not to hide like ostriches but to seek the truth—rising above futility toward meaningful freedom.
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