Thursday, August 21, 2014

We find no time .......

       
                                         WE FIND  NO  TIME
(What is this life if full of care/We have no time to stand and stare
 ) --W.H.Davies     

too much time with machines
                                                 
 
preoccupation with shopping










Office life

 



















                             1)      We find no time to look at the beauty of sunsets
                                       We sit still drugged before our T.V.sets
                                       We find no time to fill our eyes
                                       With rosy miraculous sunrise.

                             2)       We find no time to see the pastures green
                                       With wayside yellow blooms so fresh and clean
                                       We find no time to tinge our smile
                                       With depth of love bereft of guile.

                            3)       We find no time to sit at ease
                                      And leave the world as God may please;
                                      We find no time to pluck our feelings
                                      And lyricize ours  with wonderful meanings.

greedy rush to grab all




too much bound by time
       
                                    

 
stressful life
             








  










                                  
                            4)     We find no time the noble poets to read
                                    We find no time our elders to heed
                                    We find no time to help others in need.
                                    We find no time to put words in deed

                           5)     We find no time to check our greed.
                                   We find no time to check our speed
                                   We run like wild, wild beasts -- a prey
                                   To disease, old age and pollution's sway

                         6)     Ever stuck neck-deep in work for wealth
                                 We fret ourselves and creep to death
                                 Steeped in desires misusing our time
                                 We die like wasted blooms in wintry clime.

                                       +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 

      21st August, 2014                                                   SOMASESHU GUTALA
                        
                                  
                                   

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