Bright light
Wednesday,21st November 2018
Make sure
about the future
if the life is not a bed of roses
the option open is is to choose
well said in the past
nothing lasts forever
time comes
when it alters
work hard
and not spread the only word
pray to lord
to take you forward
fate has a simple role
to cause a fall
you need to stand like a wall
and stall the move
nothing happens without a cause
so think for a while and pause
there is the bright light
at the end of the tunnel to delight
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem