Is it over? shall I leave now?
A question to the infinity, to the ruler of souls...
The question comes back like an echo carries no answer.
But a weak voice inside me conspires...
'see some more, feel some more'
I stay little more and day goes by..
But after a while when life runs in the same track like a old train..
In the silence of dusk, the pale thought revisits.....
Is it over? Can I leave now?
A misty appeal arises from bottom of my heart..
'live some more, love some more'
I stay little more and day goes by...
Many wishes surf inside, they born, live and dies...
People say don't wish, don't connect just live.
I wonder 'act of wishing nothing is not a wish in the beginning?
Isn't a life itself born as result of extreme desire? '.. I wonder...
A misty appeal arises from bottom of my heart.. 'live some more, love some more'.... Nice lines from you dear poet. I wonder 'act of wishing nothing is not a wish in the beginning? Isn't a life itself born as result of extreme desire? '.. I wonder... I loved the philosophy behind these lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Dipa R. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.