Poems by
Bhuvaneswari C

The Mortal

a poem by Bhuvaneswari C

Oh woeful creature of all!!
Who denies the presence of God in you
How dost thou profess to forget His Immanence
Succumbing to the lure of tempestuous ignorance
Striving to entrench your soul in vile imagination
To help you to your evil destination.
Know, oh stranger!
The soul is in no danger.
So eternal and pure,
IT can live without you for sure;
Your demoralised way IT will not go;
It is for you to follow
Your Soul:
To…
You may not where,
But sufficient the soul is aware:
For it is you, who cannot live without IT,
I swear.