I went hunting treasure in words and deeds
They say the ocean fathoms miles deep
Holding immense treasure in the depths
I find no depths nor any hidden treasure
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Very impressive and thought provoking poem. all the truths or lies, pain or pleasure all that we have to express or reconcile is present in this beautiful poem.
A Mirage Wavers In The Distance that which we cannot reach obtain is like a mirage it wavers in sight distance like heat waves on a hot day it is illusion the closer we get the more it moves away Inspired by the poem 'Killing The Deathless' by the poet Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair. Dedicated to the poet Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair.
Thank you Terry Craddock. If we go searching the truth in other's words and deeds we can only see the dead truth floating above
'I went hunting treasure in words and deeds They say the ocean fathoms miles deep Holding immense treasure in the depths' that which we cannot reach obtain is like a mirage, it wavers in the distance like heat waves on a hot day, but it is illusion the closer we get the more it moves away
Thank you very nuch poet Terry Craddock. Warm welcome for your precious comments. Truth is like a mirage, the nearer we go the farther it appears, you are correct
Thank you dear poet Kostas Lagos for spending your precious time on my poems
A deep philosophical poem on life. Lies and dishonesty have become norms of the day. People try to get filthy rich resorting to unfair means. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you very much dear AKP. Its a waste to believe the words and deeds of others. They kill truth and it floats dead. It gives no result if we go hunting the truth.It has become nthe life style of people to deceive others and away their treasure.
Truth floats dead, they say death is inevitable Killing the deathless makes whose bread! .... Excellent poetic expression
Thanks a lot dear Mahtab. Ships-full of hopes are sunk to the bottom of the ocean of harsh words and treacherous deeds. To find out the truth is vain for truth floats dead leaving its empty shells along with the wreckage
I will be coming back to read it again, simply to dive deep in the beautiful world of poetry.