Alas! Life is but a paradise
perched on the edge of hell.
As a rose it blossoms everyday
in tune with the nature
flowering against a boundless
dark death on the momentary
bubble of existence.
Yet, rejoice but complain not,
its too exciting to live inside
a life, beyond the confines
of the human understanding.
Not in the present but in the
grains of the future. Not in the
laughter but in the silouhuette
of the tears. Not in the temple
but in the mansion of the heart.
Yes, bittersweet my freind...we can do nothing but wonder at it's beauty and gasp at it's cruelty. And yes, hope for the future "in the mansion of our hearts"...
Written from the "mansions" of a heart of one who understands, a heart on an Angel. Such depth and compassion, beauty abounding throughout this wonderful poem. Exceptional write Bhuwan :) I applaud your wisdom !
Wonderful images. The paradise/hell relationship is very good.
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on December 2, 2004
The Mansion of the Heart.
This is an extrordinary poem.
Bubble of existence... so true can busrt at anytime. I Love this. Thank you so much.
God Bless you and your family
Warmest and happiest of holidays and all days.
Tracey
What is beauty indeed Bhuwan. It leaps from your pen and the depths your work carries me. Peace and blessings my friend, and keep your visions ever flowing. "M"
There is beauty to be found even in the most desolate and derelict of places and situations - if a source of love and nurture is present. And those "hells" can be places of redemption and transformation - allowing hope to permeate. Visionary write as always, Bhuwan. TY Kate xx
Bhuwan your wisdom is boundless! This speaks of the joy we have if we allow ourselves to focus on the best, knowing that the worst is always at hand.Wonderful to see you ;-)!
This is my personal experience as well. No reason to complain about any of life's hard knocks, because I always keep my eye on the Ultimate goal.
Thanks for sharing this, dear Friend. Luv n' luck. Susan Sparks
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on December 1, 2004
Bhuwan this is a very profound write and a beautiful one.
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Written from the "mansions" of a heart of one who understands, a heart on an Angel. Such depth and compassion, beauty abounding throughout this wonderful poem. Exceptional write Bhuwan :) I applaud your wisdom !
warm hugs
Elga
This is an extrordinary poem.
Bubble of existence... so true can busrt at anytime. I Love this. Thank you so much.
God Bless you and your family
Warmest and happiest of holidays and all days.
Tracey
I agree totally with Eileen - exceptionally written!!
Best wishes,
Robert
Love Tinka
Thanks for sharing this, dear Friend. Luv n' luck. Susan Sparks
Take care,
Sherry