Emptiness.

Emptiness. short poem

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Life is swiftly passing by
No one has time to look back
Or no one is ready to think
What has happened in the past.
Go back to your own past,
You will see an emptiness every where.
Its the human nature to think,
With out them, everything on earth is impossible.
Many have passed away from this earth,
Many have taken birth on this land .
But earth rotates on its axis
In the same way as before,
With out counting any profit or lose.
I wonder why the humans try
To shake the earth and why
This greediness for grabbing wealth
While we are nobody on this earth
And not related to any one or any thing on earth.
We end up being no one
And leave this world with an empty hand.

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I was working as the head teacher of a high school for many years.I have written many poems in English, Urdu and Malayalam. But i never had the confidence to bring it to the public .Better to say, i never tried for it due to lack of confidence.Now i got a platform to bring myself forward.Thanks to the editorial board of high on poems.I enjoy reading and writing.
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Savi Mani
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Dearest Ammu…a wonderful thought provoking poem and I am sure it has come from the depth of your heart…yes we the humans take birth come to this world empty hand and leave empty hand then why this greed, the hatred, this makes me remember Gita saar “What did you bring at the time of birth, that you have lost? What did you produce, which is destroyed? You didn’t bring anything when you were born” if we can leave anything behind it should be love and love, love for fellow beings, love for the humanity, no matter if we are remembered or not when we go but we can spread love and not hatred……….very beautiful poem dear……loved it

Viswas Menon
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@ammukutty_sachariah…..an ancient tenet of Bhagawath Geetha so wonderfully penned by you…I personally feel that every day of life begins as an empty cup …that gets filled with various thoughts, actions and residues of our activities of the day ….only to be emptied at night as we go off to sleep …and start fresh the next day…..at times some stains and marks stick behind on the inside of the cup….reminding us of the days gone by….life is short and we have only one life …so let us enjoy it everyday….and let Earth carry on its chores…good work…keep it up…

Ramapriya Nr
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This is certainly an Eye opener to the greedy. Life gives a different meaning when one understand and Live life like the one you have so brilliantly narrated. Wonderful thoughts indeed. congrats ammu ji

Bo Lanier
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nicely written, loved it.

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