Life, A Canvas Of Karmic Art
A Aniruddha Pathak
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Life's a large canvas of karmic art,
People on its vast face try and sketch—
Be it a thinking head, feeling heart,
Some sketch with all the care, or raw flare,
And some with vacant blank eyes just stare,
None's allowed to erase, nor yet scratch,
But paint, paint whole life in fits and start,
Destiny all this in its mind etch,
And people endeavour
Till this life's labour's done,
And approval by heaven,
When journey's run its run,
The clock has struck last hour,
The curtain calls, the dream is done.
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Musings | 04.09.07 |
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