Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Life

Life is but a disillusionment,
Myths shatter everyday with crushing effect,
Foundations that are taken for granted,
Vanish they in thin air to let into a free fall,
Indeed, life is a long journey all alone,
Alone it is, may be not a lone one,
People come and pass by walking a few steps along,
But waits no one, for one has to travel ones's course,
Worship we do and depend on all that seem permanent,
In the bliss of ignorance life is wasted,
In a wild goose chase that we realize,
Realize we do but only on the death bed,
A life that could be so full of wonders,
Squander we away all its precious moments,
That we do all for the lack of soulful keenness,
To make this small stay away home a truly happy one.

1 Comments:

At 9:11 AM, Blogger BM, The Necessary Movement said...

I like your poem! welcome to the world of blog. I hope you enjoy your stay.

 

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