Lament Poem by C. P. Sharma

Lament

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Insatiable ego I expose
To me not lovely is the rose,
In my luxuries I am engrossed
For the hungry I feel not crossed.

Smoke and stink in actions lewd
Limitless pollution I exude,
On Nature’s beauty and
Freshness I do not brood.

Now children crave not
For lovely moon,
Now romance to
5* room attune.

Love with sordid
Boons binds,
In body’s pleasures
Wrapped up my mind.

When of age
I see the setting sun,
In the dawn of life
Didn’t enjoy its frolic and fun

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nasarudheen Parameswaran 07 August 2013

So says Adi Sankaracharya too, Balasthaval krida saktha/ Tharunastaval tharuni saktha/ Vrudhastaval Chintha saktha/ Parame Bhrammani Gipinalakna.[ Childhood interest is in play; in youthhood it is in sex/wordliness; in oldage it is on Paraloka life/spirituality. Good poem, Sir.

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Kavya . 11 July 2013

the last para is really captivating...a gud write sir

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Dave Walker 11 July 2013

A great poem, like it.

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C. P. Sharma

C. P. Sharma

Bissau, Rajasthan
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