World's flattery roasted with name and fame
to a peacock heart
is a desire wanting morsel.
unless a slice, millet size, let not
the ignorance of your sensual self
child-like bite its fingers
excitedly in its greed to gobble
on trust of taste. what seems
manifest is but your lust
for the illusory flavour.hidden
is the fire, calmly smoking off
your expectation into ashes
of regret.
Very interesting poem. It brings to me reflection on greed and pride, in the sense of vanity. Thank you for the suggestion, I've enjoyed it.
A beautiful poem with a great philosophical depth! I sincerely appreciate the undertone...10
Well written poem on desire for fame which is usually illusory and often turns into bitterness. Just do what you have to do for the sake of doing it without thinking of others' regard.
Every great desire, driven by great emotions, end up in the ashes.
So thoughtful and aesthetic portrayal of a common activity. Thanks.
A poem to read again and again and thoughts make thinking once again.
Breathtaking poem so well written its as a spell, captivated by its sound I sit and read and take all I can from it. I feel I am missing something and continue to read.10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Greed is a vice and this provokes thought. Greed causes harm to many. A greedy person never gets satisfaction and his fire of greed grows more and burns. Greed like vice manifests many vices. When expectations come into ashes this provokes thought. This poem is very thought provoking poem. An excellent poem is very well penned...10