My Fate... Poem by Tharmaratnam Vijayakumar
My Fate...
Weep, weep, weep, a sign of birth
the childhood lost to the fate,
the adolescence lost with family,
my vision going powerless,
with no one care but the mountain and forest,
with no one to guide but the rivers and animals
and with the soul of my father blessing,
i have come thus far by fate
and into what fate i would go, i do not know
I have all the sympathy with you. But dear friend, Nature is the best friend, philosopher and guide. Only the blessed ones have that opportunity. Make the best out of it and be positive. Please write on Nature, life and love.
don't be pessimistic, have faith upon God and carry on with your mission, light will come, 'If winter comes can spring be far behind, well- penned poem, i like it, thanks for sharing,
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4/24/2024 6:21:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A very personal and emotional poem. I enjoyed. Keep writing, Tharmaratnam. Peace