To Be Desire-Less Is Pleasure-Less - Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
Dream is born of desire;
By dream multiplies desire.
Desire is born of lust;
By desire flourishes lust.
Lust is born of jealousy;
By lust bulges jealousy.
Jealousy is born of insecurity;
By jealousy deepens insecurity.
Insecurity is born of neglect;
By insecurity worsens neglect.
Neglect is born of contempt;
You be away from such contempt.
Being away will give you relief;
The relief, in turn, will give peace.
But the world you miss.
To live, then, is of no use.
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