The nature is a poem
Where love and passion play.
Changing all the time,
What we see at any moment
No longer remains the same later.
It looks to be so desperate for change
But what is the destination?
This question is eternal
Which comes to man’s mind.
As though we are starving for the truth
Search goes on all the time.
The glorious voice comes
Only from the inherent Soul
That says no form can ever be permanent.
It is destined to die.
Death is a change from life.
It is inevitable to finite beings.
What does not change is infinity.
That Infinity can be only one
And that is God.
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Author notes
We must follow only truth - This is my quote.
A contest entry
- Lying and Truth by BellaD.
450 points, ended June 30, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I enjoyed this very much--excellent message and thought-provoking lines:
That says no form can ever be permanent.
It is destined to die.
Thank you for entering my contest. -
I really enjoyed reading this, it truely fits my description of good poetry
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I truly enjoyed reading this today. With national politics so prominent in the media just now, I find this write particularly sobering and steadying...All of the candidates say they are the candidate for change, and yet...here-you speak so well...we all are 'candidates' of change, continuously, inevitably...You've written a very wise piece here, Sandip...Thank you for sharing it. Peace, Rhonda
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