Narendra Kuppan


Bliss - Poem by Narendra Kuppan

We are children with immortal bliss.
We are busy in our bliss.

We never look into the heart of our fellow men, which has depressions deep.

We never look into our country which has great history, filled with lot of mystery.

We never look into the world, which has great history brief filled with lot of grief.

Many men gave call to wake up; even, I give call to wake up still none has waked up.

Because I had told it is immortal bliss.
How can they wake up?

But still many will give call to wake up.
With a hope that one or other day that immortality will become mortal.

Topic(s) of this poem: poet, poetess, poetic expression, poetry


Comments about Bliss by Narendra Kuppan

  • Sarrah Ibrahim Sarrah Ibrahim (10/21/2012 4:04:00 PM)

    This is my fav from the ones i read: } (Report) Reply

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  • Lamiya Basheer (12/12/2008 10:28:00 AM)

    good work, loved it for that truth in your poem. (Report) Reply

  • Jenevieve Larcombe (4/23/2008 8:34:00 PM)

    I really like this one...
    very well written!
    i love it! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 1, 2015


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