Why despite His immense bliss
A tragedy like this
And why fate's such cruelty
Should of all happen to me?
We take to philosophic focus
And seem to self-servingly think
Without a thought, without a blink,
Why it should happen to us.
And why in such spells
To us and not someone else,
Yet, we all someone else
Oh be to someone else!
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Tongue-in-cheek | 17.05.2019 |
Topic: fate, tragedy
A poignant piece work with philosophical input sir...well composed....10/10
Your feedback is always uplifting, though too liberal as coming from a kind heart, one tends to feel good. Thanks so much, and Good wishes for the Season and the coming New Year 2020.
well done, it is a big question, most time remains without answer..10 from me....bless
Yes, a question that remains short of an answer that would satisfy, well said dear poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WHY His and NOT Her sir...............................
Why His and not Her? A pertinent question dear PP, but as brevity being the soul of poetry, I could not have said: His/Her. He or She exists in our imagination, and I'd say all that is good in here is God. In Indic philosophy, He/She is termed as purusha vis-a-vis prakriti, the spirit and material nature, and it does not refer to gender. Thanks indeed.