Possession Poem by Vaibhav Pandey


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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....

Shashendra Amalshan 16 July 2009

these are great words of wisdom indeed Vaibhav... tho short.. you said it well indeed.. nicely expressed.. with love shan

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rago rago 20 July 2009

just great............simply wonderful..............

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Meggie Gultiano 20 July 2009

wonderful! ! this is a nice piece

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More precious than material values are that which all life in the World hold Dear and possess The Organic, not omit inanimate matter Love Immortal, is surely the Omnipotence we search and can not blindly feel from within 'Sir Vaibhav Pandey, such are your profound words that inspire and enlighten misguided Humans' Clearly, you indelibly write from Soul. Bravisimo! ....louie

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Yelena M. 23 July 2009

As always wise and powerful poetry, Vaibhav, you express so well a deep idea in these four lines..Thanks for sharing and best wishes. A.

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Ritty Patnaik 16 August 2009

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

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Sandra Fowler 11 August 2009

You speak the truth. And your passionate idealism becomes you.10.of course. Warm regards, Sandra

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Rajaram Ramachandran 02 August 2009

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.

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 01 August 2009

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

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A very philosophical poem extremely well crafted with so much truth. Wonderful writing! Karin Anderson

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