A Gift Of God Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
A Gift Of God
What time consumes is beyond cure,
What is yet to come is unsure,
Come to kiss me, fleeting moment,
Thou art a gift, a true present,
Gift is to cherish, not endure.
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- Musings | 15.01.05 |
Life is not to miss every moment...gone is gone and future we do not know...so should cherish the present....a good musing of course
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9/17/2024 2:17:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very heartedly presented, thank you poet
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