Good one Querida. Congratulations. :D
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Good one Querida. Congratulations. :D
congrats NM akka
Q lovely poem :)
maya
a little girl who plays with a garland of glass
in her hand they are mere baubles
dull and jaded held by the frailest of thread
on her neck it is resplendant reflecting the hues of the universe
hello, this is a small poem on maya.hope you like it.as always your poems are indelible and very thought provoking
Querida : very nice :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
karma is the force
that reacts before
your conscience
decides to even
retract the henious thought that entered
its mind
what use is of a forced subtract
of the thoughts already wanting motion
it is a contract written in filth
that washes away with only
the done reaction
of all who witness the errors
of your sought out
crazed ways
that have been fought
as far as memory can remember
in each and every iddish
creeping
inkling
of
thought
Querida : "it is a contract written in filth, that washes away with only the done reaction" - wonderful :)
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karma in poem :thumbsup:
Shambhavi! :D How sweet a poem, the name Maya is always such a meaning-laden name...sometimes i feel it's meaning is a bit sad...even with the promise of Godly joys with the realization of illusion...Quote:
Originally Posted by shambhavi
Good one Querida.
:-) i actually think maya is a very intricate name for it offers the promise of delusion as well as realisation, it is sad only when we realise that it exists apart from us.... i realise i am in maya only when i percieve the universe to be an expression of it;when instead u realse nothing apart from bliss exists then everything has an ineffable sweetness