My ego rising tall from a plane lay,
I often feel, the world warms to my song,
To play a second fiddle, lost in fray,
And I conduct orchestra all day long.
But evening twilight setting in, I brood,
Contemplate and begin at last to see,
Me melting in shadowy solitude—
Oh, I'm no more than a droplet in sea.
The world's now bathed in radiance all new,
Beauty and bliss welling up from within,
And a window emerging with a view,
That lets me see a world never ere seen.
Man a mere point is in infinity,
And world looks at him as nonentity.
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Sonnets | 04.04.2017 |
You nailed it with this poem, ego is the greatest enemy of man. The world's now bathed in radiance all new, Beauty and bliss welling up from within, And a window emerging with a view, That lets me see a world never ere seen. Man a mere point is in infinity, And world looks at him as nonentity.
You're spot on Mohammed Nehal, PH has such knowledgeable readers. Thanks for your feedback.
My ego rising tall from a plane lay.....captivating opening line! A beautiful poem carrying sparkling poetic expression....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
depicted the wold so beautiful- The world's now bathed in radiance all new, Beauty and bliss welling up from within, And a window emerging with a view, /// this is the strength of poet
Yes Mahtab Bangalee, you have picked the right lines. On knowing that one realises Man a mere point is in infinity, And world looks at him as nonentity. Thank you.