Motion Picture Poem by ramesh rai

Motion Picture



The entire creation flows
before my eyes
some i watch, some i miss
it is flowing like motion picture
which has no break, no interval
sun is rising and descending
moon is taking its own course
clamour of natural beauty
songs of birds and flowers
singing breeze, ricking music of
thunder and storms invade the situation

Rains or snowfalls
hot summer or chilling cold
all passes through my eyes
makes me realise to feel
making me to weep and scream
bringing slumber within chaos of life.
All i can view with depth of thoughts
and emotions where life is pervading.
I can see dawn and dusk
i can see days and night
i can see whirling of life
in the great motion picture;
i am a part of this.

Sunday, June 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kewayne Wadley 19 June 2015

I like what you've done here. Taken something so complex, and explained the beauty of life that's easily overlooked and put it in a text that's simply beautiful! Nicely done

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 17 June 2015

This motion picture is never ending. Life is beautifully presented using an analogy which everyone understands and enjoys. Thank you.

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