While the trees will give me the thoughts I need,
For the life of roses beneath the leaves,
There's a light for me and for everyone,
To repay the shadows of days and eves.
When the mind remembers the youth of life
And the countless seconds and hours and years,
There runs a stream from within our eyes-
Is a stream of ailing but shining tears.
The time of life begins and ends----
In an epic of thousands of pains and gains.
yes, very true! life really is an epic, covering many years, with plurality of incidents n multiplicity of actions....good analogy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very rhythmic Osama Waqar very rhythmic. It felt so sweet reading it. The lines are so cleverly penned together and the idea which is so true and beautiful is well explained. The start paves the way and then the final two lines. Good Job The time of life begins and ends- In an epic of thousands of pains and gains.