Why walk with soul so dead?
Why move as to pretend?
Why eat with such a dread?
Why drink with easing bend?
Why raise not plans to rise?
Why praise your dying soul?
Why resulting in demise?
Did you not play your role?
Why speak with voice so quiet?
Why sleep with dreams impure?
Why wake with putrid riot?
Why think with things so more?
Why walk with soul so dead?
Better done than what is said.
Better done than what is said........ in all this interrogative tone and setting, you did not only raise questions so daring and deep, but provided implicit answers to them as well...these are the questions of life, and about life, even the repetition of Why does not give any monotonous effect...you have a Divinely-gifted control over natural rhyming...thanks a lot for sharing this poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its a Very Excellent Poem