Not whatso of this world
You'll take with you, I've often heard,
Nothing whatso,
When you die and go;
And wonder I
About this lie—
In a journey from here to fore,
There's plenty to take from this shore.
I sure would take plenty
Of heritage with me:
The Nature's spring-born splendour,
A child's natural candour;
Take, early dawn's shining dew,
Dying dusk's shimmering hue;
Fragrance released from scorched lands
Soon as first rainfall there lands;
Take meditating distant hills,
Or dancing mist lost in thrills;
The tranquil of silent stones,
Wealth and will that this earth owns;
The spring flowers' fragrant smile,
And a child's innocent guile;
Silent ache of loving hearts,
The twain at last when departs;
Two friends' fecund company,
Strangers keen to accompany;
Trying to hide tears two strangers,
Struggle of parting passengers;
A tired soul's sweetly sound sleep,
An indigent's dreamy peep—
Heavier gets my luggage,
As vast seems this heritage.
Plenty of things with eyes dreary,
Tonnes of wealth I'd with me carry,
All this though my bare empty hands,
When I leave from these bounteous lands,
There's wealth here, not in heaven,
Heritage grateful eyed to have,
Even gods greed an earth-bound grave,
O to get born here as human!
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Musings | 15.01.16 |
This is a beautiful philosophical poem having natural truth. We have come in empty hand and we will go in empty hand too. The following lines are much impressive. Plenty of things with eyes dreary, Tonnes of wealth I'd with me carry, All this though my bare empty hands, When I leave from these bounteous lands, Thank you dear sir for sharing this gem.
I was not sure about this poem to begin with. Then I abridged it. And still it is fairly long. Thanks for reading it patiently and giving your comments.
The tranquil of silent stones! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
You write very short poems and still say a lot. But I note that you have an eye for longer ones as well, and patience enough to read. Thank you Edward Louis.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is common saying that we come empty handed and go empty handed. But that is not true in the strict sense. The philosophers opine that man carries his Karmas and Samskaras along with his soul.. Yes Sir! he carries a a lot of heritage with him. Thank you......10
So very true, Geeta Radhakrishna, but when people talk of empty hands, may be they talk of material things. Thanks a lot for the feedback.