The circle has no end
The foe has no friend
The sages have no age
The papers have no page
It is endless
Like plain white face
Nothing can be read
As if senseless dead
Who can predict?
Who can act?
Unless asked for to comment
The face area is expressionless and absent
The sky is hollow
It will never allow
Out side objects to enter
And settle in center
Yes there is place for three divine objects
Sun, moon and stars in fact
Many more galaxies may remain unseen
Even though we are very keen
Apparently it is hollow
But vacuums is allowed
Countless stars are given refuge
They all hang even dimension is huge
Scott Ransopher Another good poem Hasmukh! 4 hrs · Unlike · 1
Scott Ransopher Another good poem Hasmukh! 4 hrs · Unlike · 1
good Shalini Gupta6 minutes ago it has a flow Comment +1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The circle has no end The foe has no friend