For The Sake Of Self Or Soul Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
For The Sake Of Self Or Soul
Some say, man's made of dreams born of desires,
Some swear he has a soul of sacrifice.
Cravings that kindle fire create quagmires,
And man ends up paying a heavy price.
He that puts passions on a raging pyre
Knows, a few things (no more)suffice in life,
And more things make life richer nor yet rife;
A flood of craves on fulcrum of raw greed…
I've seen men getting snared in utter strife,
Yet, desire ‘tis that man does duty's deed.
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Two modes of living one's life… One is based on self, fuelled by pursuit of passions, satisfying cravings, and desires. Another is an altruistic way of sacrifice for others. One is drawn by the pulls of both. One approach may seem selfish, yet there is no life without some degree of self, versus the (higher)Self or soul.
Reflections | 08.10.2020 |
Topic: self, soul, desire, sacrifice
Form: dizain
There are ten lines each with eight or ten syllables (per line) . It is a single ten-line stanza with a rhyme scheme of a/b/a/b/b/c/c/d/c/d.
Part 2 some men create built sow peace seeds enrich life the world is blessed when passion driven desires dreams are devoted to harmony peace prosperity not wars not destruction greed possession cruelties Inspired by the poem 'For The Sake Of Self Or Soul' by the poet Aniruddha Pathak. Dedicated to the poet Aniruddha Pathak.
Part 1 Born Driven By Dreams Desires some men are born driven by visions dreams desires pursuit of self promotion passions fuels competitive fires some men will lay down their lives in service to others regardless of race religion social status claim all as brothers some men are tempest storms causing wild havoc destruction strife
some men are born driven by dreams desires, pursuit of self promotion passions fuels competitive fires, some men will lay down their lives in service to others, regardless of race religion social status claim all as brothers, some men are tempest storms causing havoc destruction strife, some men create built sow peace seeds enrich life, the world is blessed when passion driven desires dreams, are devoted to harmony peace prosperity not wars destruction greed possession cruelties
There is a golden mean between self and altruism! Killing the self is possible only for sages and saints! An ordinary man has to satisfy his self moderately without allowing his greed to take over! A mature view of life is beautifully expressed!
Soul gains light if Lord plays flute wth sweet sensation. I hear Lord's tune in your poem. Hare Krishan, Hare Krishna!
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4/26/2024 7:12:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Man should do duty's deed in perfect manner in righteous way. Dreams and desires are born in amazing way. This poem is very amazingly and brilliantly penned.