The incredible time flows,
What flows away , goes away unreturned,unquestioned
Gone are the civilisations,gone are credentials,gone are prefferentials
Like a trembling hand of hope of a drowning,
what drowns ,within ferocious flow of time , are the precious seconds
With sounds , joys , sorrows, smiles , cries , happiness, disappointments and emotions of thousand kind
A heavier 'second' , drowns , not escapes , neither does it find a buoy nor remains anchored
O second! says the next second in order to save
But rather this cry puts him in the same grave
Time flows again and with burial of older ones , newer ones emanate
Newer ones in deathly silence witness the new births , new lives , new cries, new civilisations , new spirits
The rebel 'second' before the one drowning , doesn't lend a helping hand ,
Rather it conquers the former's clan
Accomplishments are time being, conquering just not matters
Thinks, and submits tothe mighty flow
The newer one( i.e the third one) ,more experienced ,now goes on relishing what is going through
Agony of loss of self is concealed within, but moves steadily to mingle with the mighty one
The fourth one now in a spiritual frame ,thinks, loss of self yields a new self
Same souls emerges, same emotions are what they all witness
Now it paves the way for the way for fifth , not in pain but only one thought in vain
What was the mistake of the first ' second' ?
Unnoticed , started the lane , and with him started all this game
Now new second flows and flows in plain
Engrossed in thoughts mundane
but now these feelings are insane , thinks in vain
With steady place and realising their ' karma ' to flow
Although had nothing new to plough
Whoever passed had the same glow, the trend that they all saw
With no envies, no prejudices, no preoccupations
The newer ones flow ..................
The developed ascetics now illuminates their path
With a surprising joy and delight ,
The experience of the former , etched in the memory of newer ones
Endowed with rich spiritual wisdom ,
they transmit this godly illumination to those standing farther
Dazzled with radiance , the newer ones inculcate within the saintly wisdom
Swifter they move towards.......................................
Embracing the death......................
What flows away , goes away unreturned,unquestioned
Gone are the civilisations,gone are credentials,gone are prefferentials
Like a trembling hand of hope of a drowning,
what drowns ,within ferocious flow of time , are the precious seconds
With sounds , joys , sorrows, smiles , cries , happiness, disappointments and emotions of thousand kind
A heavier 'second' , drowns , not escapes , neither does it find a buoy nor remains anchored
O second! says the next second in order to save
But rather this cry puts him in the same grave
Time flows again and with burial of older ones , newer ones emanate
Newer ones in deathly silence witness the new births , new lives , new cries, new civilisations , new spirits
The rebel 'second' before the one drowning , doesn't lend a helping hand ,
Rather it conquers the former's clan
Accomplishments are time being, conquering just not matters
Thinks, and submits tothe mighty flow
The newer one( i.e the third one) ,more experienced ,now goes on relishing what is going through
Agony of loss of self is concealed within, but moves steadily to mingle with the mighty one
The fourth one now in a spiritual frame ,thinks, loss of self yields a new self
Same souls emerges, same emotions are what they all witness
Now it paves the way for the way for fifth , not in pain but only one thought in vain
What was the mistake of the first ' second' ?
Unnoticed , started the lane , and with him started all this game
Now new second flows and flows in plain
Engrossed in thoughts mundane
but now these feelings are insane , thinks in vain
With steady place and realising their ' karma ' to flow
Although had nothing new to plough
Whoever passed had the same glow, the trend that they all saw
With no envies, no prejudices, no preoccupations
The newer ones flow ..................
The developed ascetics now illuminates their path
With a surprising joy and delight ,
The experience of the former , etched in the memory of newer ones
Endowed with rich spiritual wisdom ,
they transmit this godly illumination to those standing farther
Dazzled with radiance , the newer ones inculcate within the saintly wisdom
Swifter they move towards.......................................
Embracing the death......................
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