Threads of time...
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
The Sun Flower...
Fond remembrances of joy and fun
sad moments of parting and deprivation
life is nothing but accumulation of moments
some too painful and preferred to be forgotten
others too sweet and endearing to be re-lived yet again
there is wishfulness and wantonness in gay abundance
equally is there recluse and avoidance of undesirable
mystically what one desires for self one would seldom give
what one may handout he would least desire to receive
what one decides as given and recieved is own convenience
what others may give or want could easily be unjust reasoning
getting unexpected reward never fails to brings instant jubiliation
not so much for chastity and good heartedness for soul in need
its like huge magnificiant sunflower constantly seeking personal glory
perpetually always bended towards the sun absorbing and gleeming
once sun goes out it hangs down in gloom waiting for yet another day
human remembrance so peculiar and so personalised by design
actions merely catering to individual self-indulgence and self-pride
there is "I" ," Me" ," Us" , "We" and seldom "You"
even rarer is "All" and "All of us" !!!
sad moments of parting and deprivation
life is nothing but accumulation of moments
some too painful and preferred to be forgotten
others too sweet and endearing to be re-lived yet again
there is wishfulness and wantonness in gay abundance
equally is there recluse and avoidance of undesirable
mystically what one desires for self one would seldom give
what one may handout he would least desire to receive
what one decides as given and recieved is own convenience
what others may give or want could easily be unjust reasoning
getting unexpected reward never fails to brings instant jubiliation
not so much for chastity and good heartedness for soul in need
its like huge magnificiant sunflower constantly seeking personal glory
perpetually always bended towards the sun absorbing and gleeming
once sun goes out it hangs down in gloom waiting for yet another day
human remembrance so peculiar and so personalised by design
actions merely catering to individual self-indulgence and self-pride
there is "I" ," Me" ," Us" , "We" and seldom "You"
even rarer is "All" and "All of us" !!!
Labels: Remembrance....
posted by Nomade at 9:42 AM
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