Nor is man poor, nor is he meek,
What's a few notes and coins but dross?
A mental block, success nor loss,
Forget O mind beliefs so freak.
If very life to live ye lack,
Dusty road, dour feet, walking cane,
What use to ye is bus or train?
Better, Bank of all banks ye back.
Op fields around under blue sky,
Cloistered lanes, nor greedy love,
Nor chasing like vultures above,
No money can nature's joy buy.
Causeless casual's the only love,
Throw away all load, make a move.
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Sonnets | 02.11.18 |
Making a movement of happiness through beautiful gazing is definitely interesting. Thank you very much for sharing this lovely poem.10
Yes, Kumarmani Mahakul, happiness is her with us if we can just so feel and look around.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
excellent poetic expression- Cloistered lanes, nor greedy love, Nor chasing like vultures above, No money can nature's joy buy. Causeless casual's the only love, // love it
Thank you Mahtab Bangalee, you feel alike.