Life Is A Feeling Of Being Naught Poem by Prabir Gayen
Life Is A Feeling Of Being Naught
Life is a feeling of being naught.
Life is a moving Star,
Above the floating clouds,
It moves and changes,
Yet Still in its place,
Life is a changeless spell.
Life is a deep change,
Within and without it moves,
The circular is the movement,
From alpha to omega,
Fullness with complete diction,
Life moves to nowhere.
The sun moves, the moon moves,
The earth is moving in-between,
Movement is the flow of life,
It is a process, a streaming,
Yet it moves nowhere,
From outside it goes inside the space.
The space is not existence,
Even if it exists, it is not,
Without beginning and end,
How space can be space,
It has no name and address,
Life is a nameless mystery.
Every form is formless within,
Every step towards existence
is becoming nothing as essence,
To be nothing is to be Ultimatum,
Life is a feeling of being naught.
@prabir gayen:
5 July,2020,2: 34 AM.
Every form is formless within, Every step towards existence is becoming nothing as essence, To be nothing is to be Ultimatum, Life is a feeling of being naught..+
Life is a moving Star, Above the floating clouds, It moves and changes, Yet Still in its place, Life is a changeless spell...//
Life is a deep change, Within and without it moves, The circular is the movement, From alpha to omega, Fullness with complete diction, Life moves to nowhere. .......++
The sun moves, the moon moves, The earth is moving in-between, Movement is the flow of life, It is a process, a streaming, Yet it moves nowhere, From outside it goes inside the space..++
Life is a moving Star, Above the floating clouds, It moves and changes, Yet Still in its place, Life is a changeless spell....! ! ! !
becoming nothing as essence, To be nothing is to be Ultimatum, Life is a feeling of being naught.
The space is not existence, Even if it exists, it is not, Without beginning and end, How space can be space, It has no name and address, Life is a nameless mystery.
The sun moves, the moon moves, The earth is moving in-between, Movement is the flow of life, It is a process, a streaming, Yet it moves nowhere, From outside it goes inside the space...//
Life is a deep change, Within and without it moves, The circular is the movement, From alpha to omega, Fullness with complete diction, Life moves to nowhere...//
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Life is a moving Star, Above the floating clouds, It moves and changes, Yet Still in its place, Life is a changeless spell...;