allow time to flow
to let everything
wash off in the flow
turn not time into
a stagnant puddle
breeding thoughts
that sting and sound
like nagging mosquitoes!
and who else but my indi (R) a can give music to cocophony of ticking
Let it flow and it make me go...follow the flow..so short but nice a pleasing verses. Like it_Unwritten Soul
allow time to flow allow thoughts to share allow hands to help allow mind to rest at peace always! !
A perfect poetic accompaniment to the gathering clouds....the monsoon is awaited, almost upon us now, and its thoughts fostered over millennia by our farming forefathers…a beautiful metaphor there…the puddles the mosquito stings…..indiraji you have constructed a time lapse photography and pasted it as a layer onto the deeper mortal worries of flesh and blood. Very tender and nice write…deep and directed too kudos
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice one!