This Age-Old Game Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
This Age-Old Game
Mountains have a name,
A hill grudges at the fame,
Mist yawns: age-old game.
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Haiku | 08.01.2019 |
Sunday, May 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: envy,mountain,nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Mundane matters of life, the wise yawn and forget.
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4/18/2024 11:43:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The same game of old! ! ! To tame life with the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Most Nature is green, but not with envy. What we say is reflection of human mind. Mist, part of Nature yawns at it. Thanks for reading the poem.