Ah, in just a sudden dunk of desires
This soul whole lost and mires
What if bewaring of fugacious the desires
Itself ere death, cerebrate higher empires..
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a beautiful and peaceful state of mind...this bliss....lovely mam please read and rate my 'a baby's chat'....i would love to have your comments on it
'...Numbered down to naught desires whole lot Itself ere death means bliss blissful a lot...' Well done Ma'mn Ten dr. sakti
Born spiritual Birth... but how many? 'Desires'... well said when steeply attached Soul has to be lost. Its nice to have desires... Only having desired for material bliss Humans can raise above to find eternal bliss. Its rare to be born with that bliss. But the idea is good. Good read. Thank you.
bliss...........what if bewaring of fugacious......... in dissipation of.........in bliss..... we have to be and for peace of soul bliss is a must....
Indeed thought provoking poem…much in small canvas… 10 MS. NIVEDITA UK