How innocent are we
to make a house of sand
with doors of leaves and
Windows of glass and
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How Innocent Are We! ! You have very wisely put across the travesty of a man's fallacy that he is the master of all he does in life whereas the fact remains that 'We become puppets in the hands of fate'. Thanks for sharing a great philosophical poem, Md. Asim ji. We become puppets in the hands of fate Still, we believe by faith that life is our own
Very natural presentation of innocence is well portrayed. We are definitely innocent to have homes in sand and doors in leaves. This is very metaphoric in expressions an expresses humor too. Jumping in air life fish with freedom makes this definitely thoughtful poem. Amazing sharing.10
Life is our own. What better reason to make it a thing of love and joy and not war and misery.