Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Fire, fire in the stomach


Fire fire fire
There is fire in your stomach
And fire in the stomach
Can digest whatever you eat.

Truth truth truth
Truth in you can make
You victorious anytime
Anywhere from all falsehood.

Life life life
Truth-life love-life
Can enable you to attain liberation
Only through detachment and renunciation.

Control yourself, O my dear
And stay here without fear
You are far better
Than anybody else here.

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

far better

Comments about this poem (Fire, fire in the stomach by gajanan mishra )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. A Dream Within A Dream
    Edgar Allan Poe

New Poems

  1. I'ts Not a Sin to Love You Like This..., wanderer sailor
  2. Psalm 096, Forrest Hainline
  3. Slaves To Appearances, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  4. Changes Can Be Painful, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  5. Rain Affects Incident Light, mary douglas
  6. Maypole Dancing Dulcet As Spring, mary douglas
  7. Wish to Say Something, V P Mahur
  8. Nuclear Love, Monk E. Biz
  9. Wish Day Or Wash Day And Combine, mary douglas
  10. Giving Praise (Cor.), Margaret Alice Second

Poem of the Day

poet Alfred Lord Tennyson

It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]