The Human Fail? ... Poem by Elena Sandu
The Human Fail? ...
I believe that we all humans
are meant to share our love
with everybody and everything.
The love for own family,
friends, territory,
is done naturally
by all species on Earth,
nothing special for a being
to have such a great pride.
When we will be able
to hold unconditionally
the entire world
in one heart than we can say:
'- Here I am!
To be Human,
I'm very proud! '
(Looking forward to that day,
for now I still have plenty
to be ashamed of being what I am...)
'A poet's heart cannot be possessed
By a single soul mate entwined or not,
For a poet's heart is free to wander'
Universal love a great theme and good thoughts in this poem, well said.
we need to hold all the world in our hearts with love. good ink
It is like answering the title's question in one honest poetic sentence.
Wow a thoughtprovoking humanitarian poem! Great job pal!
Unconditional love for entire humanity is truly an admirable yearning but unfortunately it seems unattainable else the world would not have been what it is despite the teachings of lord Buddha, Jain Mahavira, Christ And many other great preachers. Yet we all yearn for that genuinely. It is a matter of shame for entire humanity which professes to be civilized.
very well written about universal love. Until we reach there, we can never be happy. You can read my ONE WORLD WITH ONE RACE.
It is like answering the title's question in one honest poetic sentence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 4:18:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks, Elena, for this wonderful message of universal love. 'When we will be able to hold unconditionally the entire world in one heart than we can say: '- Here I am! To be Human, I'm very proud! ' Your vision transcends all boundaries, imaginary as well as real, just like that of a true poet. Only poets can 'hold unconditionally the entire world in one heart'. My heartfelt thanks for the honor you have given me by mentioning me in your note.