My unstable mind;
In pursuit of wealth and fame,
wandered day and night;
The deeper in marsh of greed
I drowned,
Farther the goal,
Beyond reach of me;
Had ignored the real aim
Of living a life;
Lost all blissful moments,
in pursuit of grabbing wealth;
But when realized though was late;
The contentment,
The only foundation of life;
The greed and pursuit to win,
Won't end,
Shall go on tempting us,
Until last breath in heart;
Content man is blessed,
Discontented wander throughout life,
Yet fail to find bliss in life;
© Sadashivan Nair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we all behind are great thing and forgot to look around.. i don't know, when we realize or criticize. i'm sure that, you may lost your self but we want to save things with us.. live your life..