Question Poem by Neela Nath Das

Question

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I don't know when I'll
end this sojourn.
Shall I carry my deeds
with me which I earn?
In which land or in
whose house I'll take birth?
I, the very word and my
ego can I leave in this Earth?
So many questions arise
in lonesome hours of mine.
But, I don't get any answer,
or no light ever shine.

Saturday, November 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Question
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Amitava Sur 04 December 2014

May be, may be this unknown field pushes us more and more towards gathering knowledge and wisdom which has no end...... And that's why these unresolved questions. Very nice

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 30 November 2014

Yes sojourn for a while yet the span is not known a nice poem with the universal questions thank you

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Akhtar Jawad 29 November 2014

These questions have no answers that is why Lord Budha encourages to wish for Nirvana. A lovely poem......10

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