Seeking a purpose
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Those yesteryears, I sometimes wonder
The childish fray and light-hearted banter
The feeling of joy at trivial finds
The thoughts that knew no binds
Why is it that we grow big and rational
Pursuing something feasible and practical
The issues of heart become so maimed
Advance in career is the sole thing aimed
Not that I'm unhappy with this way of life
Seldom a passing thought becomes so rife
Unseen unattended a feeling does linger
Shouldn't we cater to something tender?
- Vinod K. Shukla
1 comment:
hey nice poem and i hope it is ur original composition. btw i was wondering why there are no comments on ur blog. are ur frnds unaware of the fact that u hav one?
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