Evolution Of Self Poem by iqra hassan

Evolution Of Self

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Everyday, I born anew,
Everyday, is a start afresh,
The older parts of ‘'myself'' are shed,
The newer ones are born in lieu,

The essence of my breed lurks,
Between extremities undefined,
Good and evil are always there,
The harmony? or what you choose perks,

Evolution of soul is a perpetual enterprise,
Since forever, man is transitory,
Sometimes elevating, at others falling,
This vacillation is by all means a surprise,

For what you choose and wish to be,
Is not always what you eventually become,
The seed of "self "may not follow the sun,
And may grow freely, where its in glee..

IQRA.




Tuesday, September 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: evolution
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 14 August 2019

The entire universe is going through the evolution, the question arises is it this universe the same that its creator wanted it be or the creator has made it free to be evolved according to its freewill. I recollect two lines from Mir Taqui Mir حسرت ہے روبرو نہ کریں حشر میں مجھے کتنے میرے سوال ہیں جن کا نہیں جواب

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Iqra Hassan 19 August 2019

khoob kaha sir. indeed we never know what exactly did the Lord intend creating so many conflicts within one person. Thanks a million for reading.

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Rini Shibu 26 September 2017

Each new day is a new start of life..beautifully carved iqra

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Iqra Hassan 19 August 2019

Thanks a million: -)

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Jazib Kamalvi 26 September 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Iqra. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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Iqra Hassan 19 August 2019

thankyou sire

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