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Rêverie et Réalité

rosalia_ecrivain

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Прочтений 20
Голосов 1
Частей 1
Время <5 mins

rosalia_ecrivain

historique pauvretés philosophie politique référence surconsommation xxie

Ce poème invite les lecteurs à une réflexion profonde sur la condition humaine et les paradoxes de notre époque. Entre rêves d'utopies et critiques acerbe de la société moderne, l'auteur mêle des images poétiques à des observations lucides. Ce texte questionne notre quête de sens, la surconsommation et l'individualisme, tout en ravivant un désir d'humanisme. Une oeuvre poignante, à la fois personnelle et universelle, qui ne laisse pas indifférent.

Dans un monde si rapide et désenchanté, n'est-il pas temps de nous demander ce qu'il reste de notre humanité ?Все права сохранены

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Pangs of Neglect

This is my second story book of poetry after publishing Sitting Under a Torn Umbrella - with a new title and have a new outlook. Now modernization of humanity is found nakedly in every aspect of life. Divine law doesn't follow today. Rather we disobey whimsically, arrogantly, intentionally without pondering over its side effects and destructive result. Effortless effort, coreless relation do raise its ugly head like a poisonous snake. The words like filial piety, cordiality, fraternity, honesty, modesty do not get entry into our so called modern lexicon. Man's faith is being stampeded on foot, hope sinks into dispair, promise is broken, innocuous peace cut into pieces. Hanky-panky, desultory atmosphere forced us to go back to the Days of Ignorance. Hopelessly we do feel pangs of neglect sitting under a torn umbrella.

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