Hari Smith Holms
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 7 / 323
A Body In Empty Shell
I want to keep my head down,
To utter my prayer for us.
Let, fill us with pure light,
Let us be as sober as grass.
The open air, the crystal mind,
The leaves of grass, the dew
From the heaven, the azure sky,
All we need, to worship you!
What's the use of this life,
If innocence does fail?
Will we have fun and frolic,
With a body in empty shell?
We have come to leave footprints,
On the way we always walk.
So that people may follow us,
Our works and our given track!
Hari Smith Holms
Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Edited: Friday, August 17, 2012
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 7 / 323
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Nice one, dear Nilakshi Das, a form of spirituality and the need for awareness of the left-behind traces or footprints.
spiritual and demanding.....the way is shown in no uncertain terms....the path to eternity, the path to nirvana....
prophetic and well written
liked it
cheers
What's the use of this life,
If innocence does fail?
Will we have fun and frolic,
With a body with empty shell? ...........
Beautiful verse :)
Spiritually vacant body, you mean to say, I think.
Our lives without footprints are miserable. Man's quest is to make impact. This tallies with my poem: I Want To Be A Life Line
It is still a shell precious when poetic exuberance and the emptiness can be nostalgic for ever.
A nice standard Let, fill us with pure light, sadly we are born pure and so many go off the beaten track but thanks to your kind that shout out for a crystal mind.thanks or this regards
I liked this, don`t understand the review from Romeo Vishal, who can`t be bothered to write decent English and seems to deduce a meaning from your poem that is not there...If you have some kind of problem, get it fixed - you
don`t have to try and sort it out here, I thought this site is about literature, not about social networks.....
this poem is so Becoming and yet Dulcet.......an amazing piece i must say
loved it
thank you for sharing it
love
payal
inner search for reality set with subtlety/fine to relish