A Life-Span Poem by Hans Raj Sharma
A Life-Span
When, one has no time for itself
It can't spare a moment for itself
When, it can't take care of itself
It can't think of its own well being
I'm sure enough, it won't go for me
Indeed, it won't help me in need.
What an irony...
All, desire for the whole lot
Seeking everything permanent
In a transitory world-
And so short, so small a life-span!
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Ludhiana, Punjab, India
All, desire for the whole lot
Seeking everything permanent
In a transitory world-
And so short, so small a life-span!
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5/13/2024 9:22:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Philosophically analytical piece. Thanks.