Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

All matters


All matters
With their softness and hardness
With their heaviness and lightness
With their warmness and coldness all
Are here that I like and
Also dislike and I am
Disinterested with them
As I know sense of perception
Is also not permanent.

All the airs blowing within
And also blowing outside
Are interdependent and
They are the source of knowledge
O my dear and each and every knowledge
Is subordinate to You
Knowledge about You can be expanded
To the knowledge of phenomena
I know You are nourishment of Your own.

Submitted: Thursday, August 29, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

About almighty

Comments about this poem (All matters by gajanan mishra )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. A Dream Within A Dream
    Edgar Allan Poe

New Poems

  1. Shadow of Sorrow, Mark R. Elias
  2. The Need For You, Manauwer Raza
  3. Shooting Star, Jacqueline Nash
  4. Take Back Health, Bud Taylor
  5. Anger, Savita Tyagi
  6. Random Thought lll, Savita Tyagi
  7. Freedom, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  8. Not Another Chance, Aanuoluwa Adebanjo
  9. Wedding Ring, Saiom Shriver
  10. Psalm 069, Forrest Hainline

Poem of the Day

poet Robert Burns

When biting Boreas, fell and doure,
Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r;
When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r,
Far south the lift,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Jessie Pope

 
[Hata Bildir]