Reformation of mud is on
That mend there as a lonely cave
Zone was gloomy dale of wish
Swift of fear was there in tune
Left the corner with a swish
To match the lovely sniff of life
Rock that mantle inside a slit
Abandoned lay of life sometimes
Remind the past that stay in heart
A shower that haste inside heart
There the blanket sniffs with full heart
That swathe the dreams in a jingle
Loneliness quill mere movements
That lilts the haste in solitude
Deserted part that quench peace
Never feed the life for existence
Love blankets life in numbness
Though the wreck is eternal
Swathe it with a concealed shield
That protract as a heavenly field! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Great work! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
Very insightful and very well composed......solitude is good but life spent without the basic like love is dreadful...... amazing write
remind the heart that stay in past a shower that haste inside heart good writing
Love blankets life in numbness Imagining love as a blanket in which ugliness of life is concealed is a lovely idea. A nice poem.
Never feed the life for existence a message for real life. Though the poem is comprehensive I felt it beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
After going through twice I concluded this poem is in fact about the mother hood or reaching at thepoint of mother hood - Reformation of mud is on That mend there as a lonely cave Zone was gloomy dale of wish Swift of fear was there in tune nice poem