Global philosophy

This world is blind

This world is endless

This world is a nonsense

That is danced and revelled

Is this world a pretty poem

Without even a proper

Deployment of meanings

And depth of connotations?

This world is a stupidity of life

Of burdened mind and head

This world is a place

Where the churning out of mind

And the memories become dead

In the spirit poured by over ambitions.

By Ismail Meladi