Sometimes Puppet Talks Poem by Muhammad Ali

Ali, this is life. There is a note of optimism here, but also the realism of the downward convulsion. If we do not actively observe the stars, we may find ourselves in that spiral that leads to the cave. A terrific poem.

In greater unity we have ambition. We have never seen life in strange path. In life's journey we have faced obstacles and acquired wounds too. After a day's defeat we have heard something. An amazingly perceived and drafted poem is shared here...10

A profoundly reflective piece on life and the mysterious ways of the Creator!

His guides are what keep us see, hear, taste and feel better...because its not only eyes, skin and other senses that make us complete, even a strong body can be weak just because we are broken inside...Balance of two, He never leave who really trust on Him indeed God guides us too. I like the title....it speaks a lot for contents inside :)

This world often leaves us feeling that We are all alone here. You describe that feeling and its causes with a deft hand. We are to reach Some cave or star! - - - - - - - - ] Yes. we are but it is so dark where we live, so dangerous, so bereft of hope If You are a vision We are blind... If You are a call How deaf can find! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -] You've penned our shortcomings very well indeed and we fear we will lose what remains to us as we try to get through the night.. An awesome work, my friend. 10++++++ and on my fav list.

Another profound write. Life is a mystery man has always tried to unravel. But the Creator's plan is far greater than man's knowledge. A deep reflection on life. A big 10.