bakuli bhakali

Gold Star - 6,033 Points (14/12/1986 / assam)

Rich Gatherer - Poem by bakuli bhakali

He knew not
How far can he walk?
With this
Sensuous body
And an empty soul
With his
Sullen Array
Growing grief
No matter how hard he work
How much riches he gathers
He’s destined to die!
Leave these dorms,
His beloved belongings!
His proud possessions!
His lifelong savings!
His treasures!
For a 3-foot by 9-foot and 4-foot by 10-foot accommodation
Or even less than that!
He knew not
The moments he loved will be the moments to cherish
Once he’s gone.
He knew not
The life he lives now will be the life perceived by others.
He knew not
In his pursuit of penny
He breathed too little to remember
Oh! Poor rich gatherer! !
He had just mouth full of smoke
And a handful of dust.
Walked on the sands
And spoiled the soil.

Topic(s) of this poem: life, life and death, lifestyle, memory, philosophy, soul

Comments about Rich Gatherer by bakuli bhakali

  • Kelly Kurt (11/20/2015 10:09:00 AM)

    And we all die and can't take it with us. (Report) Reply

    Bakuli Bhakali (11/20/2015 11:56:00 AM)

    Even though we ran after riches! !

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  • Souren Mondal (11/20/2015 8:43:00 AM)

    Greed and too many 'needs' are never good for anyone... A well crafted poem Bakuli.. Thank you.. (Report) Reply

    Bakuli Bhakali (11/20/2015 9:01:00 PM)

    still many of us fell prey to greed..
    thank you! !

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 20, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, November 20, 2015

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