Very familiar this life, its comforts, and pain
Same things repeating itself no loss, no gain
Sun's wrath too much, Earth couldn't bargain
Many times taken, born again, again and again
Explosion, expansion, then era Pleistocene
Mammoths, dinosaurs humans on the scene
Thrived flora fauna, till play turned obscene
Contractions implosion, the whole slate clean
Limited knowledge ours all our smart guess
Everything is written, why so much of fuss?
Never carry any burden, to selfyou confess
It's simple, play your role, leave, now de-stress
Every moment back once more, same it remain
Nothing changed, you even drive in the same lane
No need to try harder, just enact your role plain
The cycle repeats itself, you read my poem again.
Sree....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The more things change, the more they remain the same. An insightful depiction of the unchanging nature of change. Your seeming natural ability to embellish your poems in beautiful rhyme scheme is not only appropriate, but also poetically remarkable. I admire your talent Sreekanth. Remain blessed.