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Hari Smith Holms
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 26 / 312
Bloom Where They Are Planted
Let bloom my desires,
where they are planted.
I know that each prayer,
can not be granted.
But, give me the serenity,
to stand the thing I can't change,
I cherish to gather, the courage-
to convert something strange!
Shower the wisdom upon me,
so that I can judge the difference....
what is better layer of life,
must be nourished carefully hence!
Hari Smith Holms
Submitted: Monday, September 10, 2012
Edited: Monday, September 10, 2012
Poems by Hari Smith Holms : 26 / 312
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excellent thought and writing.
Just beautiful... You just let bloom my desire to consume more of the beauty you produce, something strange you converted with the courage you gathered.
This is a nice poem again Nila, we may live with bad flies or beautiful butterflies but if you are born as a fragrance flower keep scenting garden even it full of foul smell or flies, butterflies will still know where and what to appreciate...keep blooming as a flower its wrong to not bloom..keep it up Nil_Unwritten Soul
Wonderful philosophy portrayed here Nil, great write as always.
Like the pure white block of marble that the sculptor attacks
Chipping away blow by blow until he creates a cold statue of the
image in his mind he thinks he has conquered the stone.
But in time he grows weary and dies but the statue remains
A monument to his futility long after his name is forgotten.