Wheeling Poem by Indira Renganathan
Wheeling
So the Earth is wheeling on
As wheeling the sun and moon
And wheeling the Time on ages and aeons
As wheeling the life on births and deaths
And wheeling on are hope and despair
As peace and woe chasing one another
And good and bad luck are two wheels
creatures all in destiny's colours
And creatures all wheel around what
An unknown power-point, the Pivot
And we the comparted wheeling specials
On quarrels are we to spin our visuals
And we the comparted human specials
Aren't we to wheel on our sixth sense
Crucified on wheel of time, the life has but to endure in order to grow, a write that incites to go deeper, good piece like always!
everything is on the Eternal Time Wheel! ...including the Wheel! How do you like my 'sixth sense' there? ! a good thought provoking write...10
Nice and interesting composition. Lovely flow and structure. Good one.
Hmm..The sixth sense... We all have it..only few respects it, though! A nice write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 8:32:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Quite a perceptive write... brilliantly expressed dear madam.