Haiku 145
(Life)
A leaf saved from tree,
Waving here and there with air,
Floats having no choice.
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A leaf saved from tree, Waving here and there with air, Floats having no choice.
A poignant and thought provoking write. A life devoid of choice is having no life at all. There is no freedom which is the foundation of life. Well penned.
Life becomes life when it becomes choice less...having no choice... Like the dead leaf...a leaf that is severed form tree has no choice...it moves or Floss freely at the sweet will of air....it sways with the mood of air..That life is beau...that life is conditioning..
Egulo comment e na likhe poet's note -e likhun..story about poem e
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So.in essense you are saying life is like a leaf in the wind.. nothing more cannot say that I agree with the premise but it IS thought-provoking... thank you