I Seek No Reward, Okay Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
I Seek No Reward, Okay
I seek no reward, okay.
I find no solution, okay.
I only recognized different
Stages of life and circumstances.
I don't want freedom
Giving freedom is just a farce.
New leaves sprout
No buds blossom.
No freedom
No doer-ship demanded.
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Let us see our own bodies
There are different activities
Digestion development decay
And it is okay.
Who is doing all these
Ask yourself please.
We grow and blossom like leaves on a tree and then wither and die.
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4/26/2024 12:14:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Reality in life, always seen best with nature. Form, develop, grow, bloom, reproduce, mature, degenerate and perish; and that's the cycle. Highly complicated phenomenon beautifully portrayed. I enjoyed reading.