Even though you woke up and started moving,
You are actually not moving but sleeping,
After waking up every day in the morning,
Eyes are open, but you are inside, sleeping,
Thoughts and dreams are really shuffling,
Your internal lights are slowly dimming,
You are working, but you are dreaming,
You are walking, but you are sleeping,
You are not realising, who you are, in you,
You are not facing the reality about you,
Your mind is dumped with rubbish things,
How can it wake up you, for enlightening?
You are working, but you are dreaming, You are walking, but you are sleeping, You are not realising, who you are, in you, You are not facing the reality about you, Your mind is dumped with rubbish things, How can it wake up you, for enlightening? ...good words..
Good Evening sir, Yes, we are actually sleeping We dream but afraid to fulfill it We sometimes show laziness to get something Thank you so much that you tried to awaken us all with such a wonderful creation and made us all think.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we are not realising what we are Philosophical poem Nice