A garden of cloves
with vast sky gazing it
the seeker finding its trail
horse shoe on its wrist
a talisman as his guard
he continues to race
prophecies were made
prophecies were told
a predestined life may hold
without any questions
without any curiosities
he continued to trail
no knowing where it should tail?
Thats how it was
thats how it is…..
But a sudden gleam of surprise
to make his heart realise
euphoria struck on mind
what was the goal ?
it didn’t mater
what was he searching ?
was a clueless question
the question was process
suddenly the oceans limit was examined
with no start
no beginning
universe expanse was thought and analysed
the heart raced inside
telling knowledge
The most shining orb
his goal was to know more and more
every line he encountered
added to his curiosities
maybe as a food for his brain to live
knowledge
in midst of race
what was it ?
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'Sunrise, in midst
of a Winter's bleak
how do we, treasure it..
Lakeside oasis, beside
baron sand deserts
how to convey, its treasure..
Wisdom, pooling
from our life's carcass
of failures and regrets:
how dare we, Value it!'
(another brilliant
and inspiringly introspective, poem
dear poet
just a privilege
to witness your artistry grow..
thank you!)
Thank you so much dear Mek, your comments are really very essential…the lines of poetry that you wrote so inspiring….and so glad you liked it…
Yes. The human nature is all about acquiring knowledge and wanting to learn more and more. We're curious creatures and it's just embedded in our DNA. However, "what was it?" What is it really for? I love this examination into humanity. Great job!
You got me dear Rocky….you look straight through my poetry….yep humans are well of curiosities…and endless shore wanting to know more….thanks dear Rocky…
I love how you have framed these questions of life. The thirst for knowledge propels us always forward, into a future we try to imagine. And as I think about what I know, I realize that on the whole, I don't know anything at all.
Very true dear Bella
Born intellect are those who are humble in their way
To know more, they thirst
And the essence of knowing is always the way that there is still so much more to learn
Know-ledge - "Know" the "ledge".
A supporting system for Human life..
A manifestation of intellect and surely the golden orb !!
you got it wisely !! Thank you spill..
Spill more and mysteriosly..
Looks like I am growing up dear Vamsi
Thanks a ton for your beautiful comments full of a new way to see the light
It’s truly a supporting system
The more I learn the more I realise I don't know much at all. Without this human curiosity so much would have remained discovered. At the same time, curiosity killed the cat. Your poem is thought provoking indeed. Thank you.
Thank you so much dear Rosina.
I really liked the perspective that curiosity killed the cat…..
To know more is the urge
But sometimes the devil devours itself in that curiosity ahead
Those 'pings' of knowledge can strike us at any time.
Andy
Very true
Thanks dear Andy
I just can not fault these words dear friend & poet ..
there are so many individual lines that are super in their very own write and which collectively make up something much greater and sublimely poetically profound ...
...................Neville .......... x
That is very true dear Neville…man’s knowledge and good intent can make wonders
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