cyriac maliakkal

The peoples are ostensibly 
full of traveling at this  world.
They have no word about 
 their life.
They are in a waste land
They are traveling by mind and
They could not find anything.
They wonder for source of
The ultimate knowledge he wants.
They are travelling 
But hopes are afar from them.
They spending their whole
time for keep their fruits.
What type of fruits is that
that was fully of naughty.
They are in travelling for an
enternal success. 
by themselves.
They are traveling for enternal
hopes in their short life.
They are traveling with
It might be destructive or be
an unborn creation.
But it's deed is horrible.
It giving them an enternal
cold or fire.
How they can escape from this
enternal catastrophe.
They are traveling with loosing
their thoughts.
Traveling for getting their
enternal pleasure.
But it is very afar from them.
  • Author: cyriac maliakkal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 11th, 2023 09:57
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