Watch humanity chasing paper all the while
With inhumane fervor
Quite like its nature it wraps a person
Completely till he’s unseen
Neither scissor nor fire can quell
His pangs
Neither hell’s fires nor earthly dungeons
Tame his desire
With beady eyes, he looks around
For more
Imagine a world where there is no paper
Green beauteous virgin
Imagine a world where people are human
Paperless, but truly rich
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I've read this poem in ndtv already..I suppose you mean here the news paper..but the last two lines 'humans paperless but truly rich'..sounds different..do you mean the paper-money...nice write..kindly read my poems at leisure.Thank you