When do we remember the process of fate which leaps in our hands.
Words are never meant to be used when destiny is at our feet.
It only flows with the silence which supports our thoughts and deepest emotions.
Someday you might turn towards greatness, the rest you'll be looking at yourself!
Screaming, shouting, wishing to make a difference in your life.
The worthless fears of growing old and ending up with a wife.
Even as your words speak of the great storms and norms, the river still has existence and wisdom more than yours.
Planets are not a part of the plan, which makes you to dominate.
Shores are not a part of the sweet feeling which you would want.
Pleasure is the only thing you've got.
Death is not your greatest pain.
Agony rises from the same.
Beware of power!
Beware of greed!
Life builds like a tower.
Satisfaction is all we need!!
Very well written. The beginning of the second stanza reminded me of Alfred Lord Tennyson's The Brook. The transience of mortal life over the immortality of nature. They ending of the same stanza may tend towards solipsism a little bit, although the essence is very very true. Loved it.
ReplyDelete"Satisfaction is all we need!!"
So Correct!
Keep writing,
Rohit
http://www.thefoulmermaid.blogspot.com/
Wow the first comment from someone i dont know.First of all thank you soo much for reading my poems.I just heard of the poem The Brook, Im not much of a reader, i dont read anything except tech magazines haha.I dont read any poem books cause I am not that interested in reading and plus ill have a tendency to copy the style of the other poet, which I dont like!
ReplyDeleteOnce again thanx for the support!!!