on this wonderful earth
from our birth to the death
unfortunately,
we are travelling with worthless faith on the path,
...
oh..! !
hare Krsna hare ram
how fortunate I am.
to feel every day so calm,
...
Amidst pleasant waves making some melodies
I look that as I'm lost
I'm searching for the best
There are millions of stories
...
Oh..! My Sri guru prabhupad,
Every day I feel so glad
On the broad spiritual road,
From your literature, I read.
...
once upon a time on a summer eve,
asked a young boy to a sadhu with his heave..!
Who is the god..?
Do you know, dear godman..?
...
Rohith Kumar Bejjala, an undergraduate pursuing a degree in mechanical engineering at K.I.T.S Warangal. He scribbled his first poem, at the age of twelve. Telugu is his mother tongue. Reading books, writing poems, wandering in nature, composing audio musings are his hobbies. As a formula student, he is very fascinated with building race cars. he says" Writing is my route of capturing the beauty of life, penning a poem that painted with all the spectrum of my feelings; as time is moving the art from my heart-boosting my pen solely and bestowing its power to dance on a paper.")
Voyage Of Time
on this wonderful earth
from our birth to the death
unfortunately,
we are travelling with worthless faith on the path,
we are moving quite crazy by being lazy,
omitting the truth,
that is hiding beneath our breath
changing wonders to squanders,
going and glowing without actual growing
with a sound war between the health and the wealth
struggling for happiness
searching the sign and rhyme of fullfillness to full illness,
congesting for the longest quest of life with many surprising twists,
turned the life mystical test with the absence of rest.