Human Life Marked By Desire Poem by Abdulrazak Aralimatti

Human Life Marked By Desire

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The human life is marked by desire,
A newly born desires to cry,
An hour old desires to be fed.
A girl child desires for a doll,
A boy child desires for a toy car.
A grown up child desires to play,
A youth desires a lover,
A middle aged desires for status.
An aged desires for support,
An old aged desires for peaceful death.
You will not find none without desire,
And if so, will not be a man.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 30 July 2015

A thoughtful poem, yes old age brings such pains and problems that one starts desiring a peaceful death......10

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Kelly Kurt 29 July 2015

You are so right, Abdulrazak. We all have desires and they differ with age. It is how you react to those desires that is important

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Clarence Prince 10 August 2015

Indeed, Young, middle age, and old, we all have a desire for something! Thanks for sharing, Abdulrazak!

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Pranab K Chakraborty 07 August 2015

Exactly. A poet always desires reader world wide and a publisher desires a poet who demands no money, such and such......

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Kumarmani Mahakul 05 August 2015

Your statement depicted in the poem Human Life Marked By Desire is true and universial. Actually we have desires and these differ according to age. So nicely envisioned. ...10

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 March 2016

But let our desires be with righteousness. Nice piece of work.

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Rajnish Manga 19 October 2015

The poem is based on the poet's observations about different stages of life. Desires motivate everyone to make efforts in life. Thanks. You will not find none without desire, And if so, will not be a man.

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 12 August 2015

It is Maya or desire that we should admire no dream shall be fuilled if we are not strong willed

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Mj Lemon 12 August 2015

A wonderful poem....our longings and wants, our desires, may change. But we mortals do not change.....desire is our constant companion. A brilliant piece.

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C. P. Sharma 11 August 2015

Lovely poem. Desires are mirage tire but have no end.

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