Just A Pace Away Poem by Vaibhav Simha
Just A Pace Away
Myriad times have I witnessed men, grandiose and bold,
Who assert bliss is but slumbering atop mountains of gold.
They rush in obscure hours and toil for wealth's accumulation,
But little do they realise that it results in sorrowful ruination.
Is affluence truly the panacea to human suffering?
I've observed that it causes no more than the possessor's un-levelling.
Rest assured, this thought is but a shroud
That compels us to achieve the avaricious wants of the crowd.
What truly matters are your deeds of the day:
Your touches that heal, your thoughts that are blessed.
A mere smile over spectatorship on the poor who are, in reverence, addressed
Suffices to pale the sky's murky inauspicious grey.
Those jocund birds whose chirpings you enjoy,
Those splashes of the fishes swimming in a convoy,
Provide true succour and serenity to you
And lovingly aid you to share this bliss with your crew.
The air you inhale atop the highest peaks,
And the laving of azure water in the remotest creeks against your cheeks,
And the thought that the Blesser is in your confidence,
All elates you in true bliss, heralding yours and mine consonance.
Forget the precarious bonds with materialistic ecstasies
And find a haven, amidst the rapture of humble legacies.
There is no bliss miles and ages away;
Believe me, it is not a pace and day away.
Wonderful poem.Great realisation. Enjoyed very much. Thank u.anjandev roy.
The poem told the truth. People, who want everything, die empty and alone. I liked the honest tone and reality of your words. A worthwhile read.
It's true Vaibhav, sick of being in rat-trap.... everyone in his/lifetime tried to earn as wealth as possible without thinking about humanity... In wild run for wealth is wild goose chase when it comes to the contentment.
Great message beautifully conveyed....! Yes, true bliss is not something that lies outside, it is very much within and around....! One has to find it by oneself....! Peace and happiness is never in proportion to the material possessions one has.... in fact peace emanates not from material wealth but from inner wealth! Mature thoughts beyond your tender age! I have expressed the same idea in my poem Where Lies True Bliss! Top marks, Vaibhav.
The air you inhale atop the highest peaks, And the laving of azure water in the remotest creeks against your cheeks, And the thought that the Blesser is in your confidence, All elates you in true bliss, heralding yours and mine consonance Really wonderful rhyme. The thought provoking astonishing style is really great
An insightful philosophical reflection written in verse with rhythmic splendour. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, Vaibhav.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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