Empty Bowl Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Empty Bowl
My bowl was empty that night,
It was a matter of great concern for me,
Gradually I poured all my excellent water into it,
But alas!
Finally the bowl broke into pieces,
I stood in utter disbelief.
Yes indeed, emptiness is such feelings. But from this perhaps arise the need and efforts at filling it up. I find Emptiness a good read,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/15/2024 4:39:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Fantastic poem with a philosophical undertones. The poem written in a classical style. Thanks.