When glum jumps in my mind,
I drown me in the sea of pensiveness.
The clouds of the sky never
Allow the rays to get in.
I remember the best lines
Of the poem I went thru.
I learn to squeeze the light
From the gaps of the clouds
And I smile to look at life
Again in jubilant mood.
I laugh, I rise and cross
My hurdles, pain, sense
Of loss to dance with
My own life again.
I smile to look at life Again in jubilant mood. I laugh, I rise and cross My hurdles, pain, sense Of loss to dance with My own life again. A nice write.
I learn to squeeze the light From the gaps of the clouds A Jubilant poem to rejoice and celebrate life. Thank you for this nice piece.
I learn to squeeze the light From the gaps of the clouds A Jubilant poem to rejoice and celebrate life. Thank you for this nice piece.
Dear Neela, I support your every word and believe that the power of positive thoughts help you shine through life. Just Brilliant! ! ! ! !
emotional poem indeed with best suited words - a nice poem-I- learn to squeeze the light From the gaps of the clouds thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi. I read your poem. It starts with a gloomy and melancholic tone and ends with a sort of happiness and joy. But I think the real life is vice versa. We start from happiness and end in sadness. Children are not aware of the torturing facts of life and therefore they are happy. But as we grow old we come to know the pains of life. So, we come to know sadness. Therefore I think your poem is a reversal of reality. That's my interpretation. I'd like to know your comments on my poems too. Thanks