Without sense of freedom can anyone know what they hear?
Without sense of common touch for all matters many are in tears!
without sense of being a human many have become beasts in gear!
Without sense of presence many live in the world of dream here!
Without sense of time many indulge in nonsense to get fire!
Without sense of shame many do things as they are in retire!
Without sense of feeling many express poems of funeral pyre!
Without sense of imagination many do write a lot in long quire!
Without sense of wisdom many drag themselves into quake mire!
Without sense of fire within many live a cold world life entire!
Without sense of feeling how can anyone express love my dear?
Without sense of love how can anyone live life which is very dear?
Without sense of dear ones how can one think of switching on live wire?