Where is the existence of poetry, in science?
It's a question to a doctor,
Not a question to an artist,
Not to a writer,
Even not to a poet;
If the answer is not in the poetic form,
Written in essay format,
Will stay tuned for life.
The poet is so annoyed today,
Even after that, he wants to let you know, want to inform;
That science has no emotion,
No poetry, No literature,
No joy, No laughter, No crying,
No affection, No tenderness, No love;
What do I mean by soul or spirit?
Scientists and doctors are also fighting here.
There is no soul or spirit in science,
When do we understand the conditions of death?
The doctor declare dead, straight to the truth;
To the rhythmless body;
What is the relation of soul to death?
Silent body without vibration lies in science,
Loses consciousness; Loses breath, all assurances of life;
Let's do some search in the soul of science?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting read. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.....