All English Sonnets
Enlightened one, Buddha has ordained,
“By silence you can win an’ you can gain,
Release from painful births and enchained,
To life’ s sorry cycles not remain’’.
This thought is lofty, well- expressed theme-
And often when I dwell on it, I feel,-
It plunging to my vitals, Pious hymn,
Emerges from my soul. Vicious wheel.
Of pain is smothered, Ah! but unconvinced,
My very being remains, tenuous link,
of dreamful thoughts is broken which evinced,
Such praise and prayer. And I quickly sink.
To earthly pleasures to my place repair,
To make the best of present birth in here.