Civilizations are bound by Revelations,
Unnumbered are prophets,
And immense are prophecies;
All meant to refine the most blessed; Man.
Ages have trodden over generations,
Still He remains the same Savage at hearts,
Save a very few who has ever attempted
To explore the very SELF.
Uncanny his intentions and goals,
And tame less by nature though,
Man, the untiring excavator trace
The hidden, invaluable and shining Absolutes!
What a design worthy has HE done,
Challenging Reasons does man mount!
Aswath Raman said he liked this poem. but, i wish had more reviews on this very enticing explorer!
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I would like to translate this poem
All development and progress are for man and all religion and morality- man centred, to refine and make him a better person! Yet at the core of his heart, he often remains a rogue and a brute with sinister intentions and untamed passions! If ever he undertakes a self exploration, he will be able to find his true self and feel the presnce of a divine spark within! Once it is found, he will no longer grope in darkness! A very powerful write with one of the greatest truths exposed! !