empty an act of talking and hearing
Empty sight..empty foresight
empty an act of seeing and perceiving
Empty words and pencil strokes..empty designs, music and chimes
empty, an act of hands they call Artistic
Empty reasons and logic..empty principles and patterns
empty, an act of all minds Scientific
Empty temple and rocks..empty herd and mob..
empty is the greatest religion
Empty customs and tradition..empty all the old and new festivals
empty is all events socio- cultural- global
Empty heart and soul..empty breath and touch..
empty an act of feeling and loving.. pale..
I feel empty..World is brimming..Yet Nothing I can drink
I crave I pine..but I can hold nothing
It must be 'fine' but I am artless..It must all be logical
but I don't comprehend..
I don't say this emptiness prevails..but to go through the sense of emptiness
even for a small fraction of time.. is miserable....
and I feel miserable quite a many times.. and I think misery is death...
There may not be a glory in winning this world..but very certainly,
there is no glory in losing this world; to succumb to death..without persisting..
to feel the joy of fullness and liberation,from this endless cycle of emptiness..
