Karma Poem by Payal Priya

Karma

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Wood burnt,
Gold was purged
Was the fire partial?
What burns me
Redeems you.
But I won't complain
For wood burns to give warmth.
The gold, the wood, you and me;
All guided by Karma

Thursday, March 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hope,karma
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 17 June 2017

What burns me Redeems you. The gold, the wood, you and me. in short verses you are exposing a subtle philosophy.... i felt a helplessness when i meditated on the plight of gold, wood and you and me..........thanky u dear poetess. these are telling poems. tony

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 April 2017

I won't complain! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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