Security- An Illusion Poem by Prabir Gayen

*Security- an illusion*

I do not think of my security,
The word security did not give me solace,
It pains my soul and my heart aches,
Sense of security brings fear in my being,
I feel myself simply a wave lost and forbidden,
I need a heart pulsating and curious
for my wel being,
I am lost within my desolate WORLD,
I need someone to call my name
amid the multitude and the caring call,
Not like the wood thrush calling
or the call from beyond the shore,
A simple call to show love and sympathy,
A throbbing heart without definite cause,
I love to live in utter insecurity.

Love is security and death too,
In love one dies with heart,
Only heart knows the real,
The authentic feeling is Joy,
It is joy that brings the feeling of security,
Nothing is secured and everything
is secured in various dimensions,
Security is nurtured in the womb of insecurity,
Death is the ultimate security,
In the heart of beloved one,
In the pain of lovely heart
Life is nurtured,
Only fools think of security,
In the dying object fools cling
thinking it to be secured,
No garden can bring flowers
Without rain and heat of the sun,
Without valley a peak can not exist,
Life is secured in the adventurous
hills of unsecured mountain,
Security is there only for those
who are ready to die without blinking
the eyes for fear to lose,
Losing one is the way of attaining
the real one,
Security is unsecured in breath
and insecurity is secured in changing phenomenon.