No help for that Comments

here is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space. a very fine poem. tony

the human incapability of being satisfied

............wonderful poem, and excellent theme ★

The heart is like a leaky bucket which cannot be filled up completely. Loved the poem from the master.

From left to right we pace in attempt to fill this space, we walk in a haste skipping through seeming wastes but we have to slow down our pace closely exam the wastes and life's true meaning: happiness; we shall get a taste life isn't a race because the filling of the eternal empty space is the real chase

That is the sacred place in heart....It has vacuum............Liked it.

Great poem, We always feel empty inside. no success, wealth or relationships can fill that space. We need to surrender our ego and embrace God