Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

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

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We are inter-related
We are inter-dependent
We are one and the same.

Let us see ourselves
With awaken knowledge
And detachment.

We should know
This is not our home
Where we are now.

We are prisoners here
We should realized
The facts and figures.

We should renounce
What we have and
Live on charity.

We are having one body
One soul together but
In different shapes and sizes.

We should feel
And realize that we are
Here now and it is passing.

Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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just we are passing the time, the time is also passing.

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