Soul’s Propeller Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Soul’s Propeller

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An infant craves for strokes.
A child craves for attention.
An adolescent craves for recognition.
An adult craves for identity.
An old one craves for gratitude.
A dead one craves for visiting as ghost.
Craving is the soul’s propeller.
11.09.05

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 14 September 2009

very true sir, , ..without craving there is no life

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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