Humans Out Look

Humans Out Look short poem

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Happenings of the past
brings in Nostalgics delight

Some may be bitter
some may be sweeter
Some may be thriller
some may be cooler

One recounts any of these
in a more relaxed way
whether it was a traumatic situation
or it was a fantastic situation

Nostalgia some how brings in a sense of loss

How ever unknown happenings of future
create sort of UN easiness and nervousness

We shudder to face upheavals
We exhibit doubts about success
We are fearful in anticipation of failure
We are nervous whether we achieve our goals

Human beings tend to Live more comfortably in the past
Human beings are apprehensive of their future

Human beings seldom realise that neither
their past nor their future can stop them from
undertaking their final journey sans their physical body

Learn to live life as it comes
learning too has an expiry date

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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