The Seed Called Deed Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
The Seed Called Deed
Let lay wisdom say, by fate is man made,
But made he's by what his driving will is.
Tuned to desire, the will pushing ahead
To perform deeds, poor fate loses its lease.
Ah deeds! The destiny's sole karmic lea,
Which, if kept verdant lush green for long years—
Not left dull grey—fetches fate's fair cheers,
Fortune nor fate, man alone seems mighty,
Willed by man's busy will does fortune lead,
Least by stars, whose own fate's not set in stone,
No starry strings know what whit makes their bone.
And fortune if favours the seed called deed,
And if seed grows in soil garnished by me,
Strange if I blame or bow to destiny.
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Sonnets | 01.05.14 |
I think that science is ever deeper proving what you are writing here. While many things remain out of our control, the influence of our (positive) thoughts on the world around us, has become an almost proven fact. I am at the same wavelength with your thinking.
Thank you Hans Vr on your take on human thinking. Any comments on the sonnet?
Least by stars, whose own fate's not set in stone, No starry strings know what whit makes their bone. And fortune if favours the seed called deed, And if seed grows. yes i am to be blamed if the seed does not grow. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 8:37:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
And fortune if favours the seed called deed, And if seed grows in soil garnished by me, Strange if I blame or bow to destiny.........so meaningful and impressive expression. A brilliant poem is amazingly shared.10 _______________________________
Thank you Kumarmani for your fine comments. In thoughts a poet might be influenced by others, what he heard, what he read, but a poet has to put the thought in a unique way, in an unusual way, and that can be his own contribution.