No one does search
If past was not the subject for research
We all need some solution
And conclusion too
The past might have remained glorious
Even remnants of such structures remain so elegant and precious
But what do we gather?
No logical arguments but to accept fact as offered
Such is also human story
We carry on with secret to worry
Not going deep with self evaluation
As something bothers about the situation
We think sometimes
And leave
With confusion
The question still remains
Let us consolidate
And relate
What can be really useful?
For our being successful
No one does search If past was not the subject for research
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Gosh, this has amazing depth and insight—one that will bear up under numerous readings. Those being addressed may depart much earlier, however. We think sometimes and leave with confusion. The question still remains. Great stanza; stirring message. 3 hours ago by Mark Peterson | Reply