A Wicked Saint From The Mountain Of Action Phobia! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
A Wicked Saint From The Mountain Of Action Phobia!
Life of trance in duality fence,
When asleep nothing really exists,
At the mercy of the alarms and locks,
One must go out for another to come in.
Life of gala in the duality of Ferris wheel,
Where everyone sits and swings, but secured,
When the half goes up, another half looks up,
The festivity of life is rested in the quality of life.
When the day wakes up, the night has to lie down,
When the laws are spoken, the crimes have no voice,
When the beers are gulped, hang over and head ache are certain,
Duality of life can't be hidden behind the curtain.
A kite's journey is limited to the string,
The string less can be blown and torn,
Soaked in the rain to be wet and gone,
But when the sun shines with great wind,
Kites get dried and start to float along,
Duality of life is real, when everything has the opposite,
Nothing hurts. Nothing pleases. Nothing can salvage us.
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4/24/2024 12:00:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a good question..the mountain of action phobia refers to the world and the wicked saints are we, people, who are taught about truth since young and we actually know about everything but still like to do common and uncommon actions, that are called as sins and karmas but the way we justify our innocence is the best part our hypocrisy. Look at these corrupted people (including me) who advise other people, who are their subordinates, members of families and the rest, we can easily understand what I mean here..