What Is Mine? Poem by Ramesh Joshi
What Is Mine?
When, l see thousand thing,
people Surround, say, mine,
House, land, spouse, children,
Think, all belong to me.
What, mine truth, seven
To seventy? , not mine. Vain
struggle, mixed smile tears,
Tease belief, mock, mince no
Words, false, What belongs.
Beggar, millionaire one; none
Own, no master, a slave to
Illusion.
What, chariot, l ride till death,
Mine?
No, five elements combined
Dissolve.
Nothing belong, nor I, to any,
All illusion, daydream false.
Short sojourn, illusion survive,
Leave, nothing go, lone, journey.
Wise proclaim, 'nothing belongs thee.
Even thing His, covet not what's others'.
'Enjoy, greatful to Him, the Master.'
Wise fool, as, we be, compelled fall in line.?
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Every asset or matter we we gather is nothing but a product of illusion. If we deeply introspect then we know that there is nothing own. Everything here is temporary. Knowing this secret a person keeps his mind in God and tries to leave attachment of material world and does selfless service as duty. A brilliant poem is shared here...10