Since the inception of this beautiful world,
The pull of possession plagued our prudence.
The greed grazed each glistening soul into rust
And the stinginess suited our new credence....
possession is the residue of greed in man.there is a very thin line between need and greed, and the latter compels man to possess things even, which is not required..very thoughtful write, vaibhav!
deep....and brilliant. shines throughout. wonderful. thank you.
very beautiful thoughts.. short yet with great impact..with importance very significant 10+++ lovelots, maia
Excellent poem indeed. Small but with a lot of sense and content.
dear bvaibhav.....it is a poem which speaks a lot.in this age of minimalism possession sounds obsolete, in the sensethat there is a very thin line between need and greed.greeding for happiness is good, not in a materialistic way.so i agree with you thatit is not good to be possessed by possession! i like the way you write......ritty
You speak the truth. And your passionate idealism becomes you.10.of course. Warm regards, Sandra
Certain amount of selfishness, or possession may be necessary for the self survival in this material world, as otherwise, everyone is likely to become a sanyasi with no attachment towards anything. This is called Maya that covers like a blanket our eyes to face the realites in the world.
And thus, Providence died...... like this a lot...and most unfortunately true. ''Penuriousity, and Hoard shall rule the world first, as bastards of the Beast...until its inimical credence be dealt fallacious by one swing of HIS Golden Sword, unveiled by the the last of The Seven Seals of The Kingdom'' Another fine quilling, my friend. A true scribe you be, Sir V.! FjR
A very philosophical poem extremely well crafted with so much truth. Wonderful writing! Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Succinct and powerful, love the philosophical tone of this fine piece.