The Inner Me Poem by Ranadeb Bhattacharya
The Inner Me
On the vibrant waves of time,
I am a nameless bubble drop,
Bloated and still floating,
On it’s busy surface top.
On the solitary shores of life,
I am a listless granule still,
In inert submission I lie - -
A humble instrument of Your will.
On the mortal plains of reason,
I am a long forgotten dream,
Of joy and mirth to heart’s content,
Once found in doing silly things.
Over the arbors of liberty,
I am the vast horizon blue,
In repose with sweet serenity,
And tied for all eternity to You.
In the closet of pride,
Where the thirst for power,
And hollow legacies deny,
Many the rights to survive,
I am the unstained butterfly.
At times I am a winged spirit,
With whims void of selfish passions
And often another feckless being,
In the infinite scheme of Creation.
Baptized in the Church of Love,
To the religion of Humanity I belong.
excellent writing. At times I am a winged spirit in the infinite scheme of creation. aren't we all.
Beautiful put to words on this 1 as well.. My friend.... :)
Well I would like to thank you for enjoying my gem Deliver Us from Evil, as I stated we've come along way baby but we still have a ways to go. I appreciate your gem the Inner Me I especially love I am the unstained butterfly. We have a wonderful ability to create, let us fly high. Great poem.
a delightful read, indeed! ! just brought a content- smile in my face..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 10:10:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem you composed Randeb and your note magnified it there lies beauty at your inner me , within you nice thank you