They dug hard and deep
Down the grabbed ground plot
To raise a selfish structure -project;
Source and resource all set
To squeeze riches out of the common lot;
Showed up bones dry and loose -
Silent and helpless, hollow grin
And stare of the bare skull
Sneak impulses and feelings dull
Of some lost pursuit and vanity null
Persisted beyond the burial recluse;
Questions simple and complex
Kept raiding the restless Reason:
Everything gained or made is lost -
The beginning and the end;
Man can smite, kill a thousand
Thousand living shapes and tear a sunder
Yet it is a helpless wonder:
How a distorted human skeleton
Could perturb all quietude.......
In time, place and purpose..! !
hollow grin a distorted human skeleton Sneak impulsesandfeelings dull Of some lost pursuit and vanitynull..... such beautiful expressions and morally high in theme. o vanity of vanities just as the Holy Bible say........... thank you dear poetess for your great and noble insights.......... tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Vidya. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks