I can hold a light-year
In a wink of eyes,
I can make you feel
The touch of countless tears
In ever wistful eye of air;
Beyond our thought
We are caught in cryptic illusion,
Like a torn-sail we are flattering
As caged bird in momentary world
I can show the writhing of life
In the heart of a bit of dust,
As sky, earth, water, fire and air
Coexist together in tears;
We live for moments
And moments for life,
A single moment can beat
The Great Time beyond Space;
I can show the smile
Of thousands of the new born buds
On a mirror of shinny moment,
How the seeds of life
Start peeping in the bed of moment,
And sprung out of the womb of moment
Like a pregnant woman
We are nothing but dot of mankind
For versification of relation,
Modernity is too modern to darn eternity
And ethics is too colorful to know reality.....
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A wonderful and perceptive write. Beautifully written.
We are nothing but dot of mankind For versification of relation, Modernity is too modern to darn eternity And ethics is too colorful to know reality...This poem is really wonderful. i read it many times. great philosophical truth. soo fine. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are caught in cryptic illusion, Like a torn-sail we are flattering As caged bird in momentary world.... //.... The poem might be about the infinite power inherent in a moment but it creates awesome images while wafting through life, time and space, modernity and eternity and many more. Thanks, Dear Friend. You present a wholesome platter to the reader to relish and to think over.