Theme: Life

Is It Not True?

by Prof. Siva Prasad Peddi
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The hunt is up and goes all day
Quest of greed keeps it at bay
Animus soul in quenched flesh
In myth and fear of a single life
Self-centered beings, social to the self
Compulsive obsession of me and mine
Disease of recognition grows with time
Causes suffering, treating self as prime
Does all things beyond a dream
Futile fantasies, animated verity
Good or bad, process continues
Till the soul flees, body accrues


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Comment absolutely rue to the last dot

dr sivanand
16-Feb-2013 01:41 AM

Comment A beautiful depiction of the unmitigated obsession with the 'self.' The poem is replete with expressive phrases.

15-Feb-2013 06:51 AM

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