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| Picture from my archives... taken long back. |
Looking back isn’t difficult
Than life at progress;
Than life at progress;
Life is nothing perhaps lack past;
The future that be anything of
On the platform of early constructed
And surrender of something
That cost no more than humble;
Our past like a mirror
Reveal us the unknown self
Following like an eternal shadow
It kept forecasting our decisions
And nothing passes out without facing it.
The man as machine
The sense as added memory
Connected with wires
To feel virtually via touch pads
And reliance on word phrases
Texted on keypads!
A ladder needs a support
That no one can deny climbing up
Whereas leading down;
Wherever u go touching elevations
You can’t grow older than your parents.
You can’t grow older than your parents.
thoughtfully written...
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful thoughts and words. Your photo is perfect.
ReplyDeleteThe lines are so true.. I love the picture :)
ReplyDeleteNice poem and photo.
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend.
Hi, Jeevan!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the visit.
As usual a great combination of Picture and flow of words here....
ReplyDeleteThoughtfull.....:)
Wonderful and very meaningful.
ReplyDeletelovely poignant lines...can't agree more with your thoughts!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful expressions and image as well :)
ReplyDeleteWONDERFUL.Extremely wonderful.The idea of the rearview mirror and the thought , ha simply superb.
ReplyDeletegreat man.
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