The moment I peep,
In the tank of thoughts.
The memories I found,
Of the daunting stock.
All were not sweet,
In the tank of thoughts.
Blushing and fading all the stock,
Was filled with my limitless sorrows….
Sorrows indeed are the friends alone;
Longing and lasting and waking with own.
Sorrows are what I got today
When the most loving marred my say…
Walking continues, unending indeed;
And all what I have are sorrows to breathe….
Aditya, This is a profound write.............our dominating thoughts are negative. We dwell on sorrow and ignore the positive aspects in our lives. It could be because we fear we are leting our guard down, if we relax and think life is good as it is.........10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aditya...your poems are very readable...but they are so pessimistic that I felt pain within...while going thru them.....10.....although I'll love to read an optimistically written verse by my young friend......Brishti