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but a phase on planet;
sometime it pain
like wound by sun
and stain
like the mess-up after rain.
sometime it pain
like wound by sun
and stain
like the mess-up after rain.
Life is nothing
but sustain upon strain;
whether it rain or sunshine
under moon lit night
life movie on to gain,
as only remedy.
but sustain upon strain;
whether it rain or sunshine
under moon lit night
life movie on to gain,
as only remedy.
Life is nothing
but a song of sparrow
twitter of heart
rhythm of breath
embracement of love
and rhyme of friends.
but a song of sparrow
twitter of heart
rhythm of breath
embracement of love
and rhyme of friends.
Life is nothing
but unrest heart beat;
taking break
at something breathtaking
and sometime dreadful
about dear ones.
but unrest heart beat;
taking break
at something breathtaking
and sometime dreadful
about dear ones.
10 comments:
your poem makes me step back and look at the bigger picture instead of focused on my little life and today's worries.
But these are many of the things that make life wonderful.
Wonderfully written. I hope you have more sunshine than pain.
Nice poem about life. Thank you for sharing.
wonderful,jeevan.are u sad?
yeah,life is a mixture of all that u have written.just live each moment with gratefulness,joy and love.life is incomplete without pain and uncertainty.
Wonderful poem.Thank you for sharing.
You connected the diverse feelings so beautifully!
Thanks so much for all your appreciation and support! Of course I was emotionally down while began writing but later inspired by things gives me happiness.
Ur writing skills are really praise worthy...keep up the good work..its such a pleasure reading ur poems
Jeevan:
You have this great knack of giving clear and simple expression to an abundance of familiar images, and connecting them almost naturally in the flow of your poetry. I loved all stanzas but the following was very, very special:
"Life is nothing
but a song of sparrow
twitter of heart
rhythm of breath
embracement of love
and rhyme of friends."
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