A grim battlefield
a delightful playground
a school of learning!
A school of learning among other things. Beautiful words about life. Thank you.
In three lines you have said the truth about this life, Nice one shazia aapi :)
.. in such short lines.. you wrote everything about life.... remarkable...
Simple but swelling in the sea of significance. A powerful perspective on life and its meaning.
Very precise three liner but most difficult to follow carry on....... very nice. Shazia - I just wrote my 100 th poem A drop on a lotus leaf, pl, read with comments.
.........a lovely three liner........says so much in few words! ..I cordially invite you to read my poem- '...to bosom thee....I'll rise''..and ''never look like one''..plzz share your views in comments.....regards
Words of a teacher as always....I remember back school days as also universities- -teachers and professors somehow share your three-liner.Teachers do not finance students.For me though it is/were another.The battlefield enemies were teachers themselves and so the playground they made increasingly difficult.When I faltered steps because of lack of guidance and finance the problem-they do not and did not help the way they should for respect.Instead they went on like stray cats- -wherever money students they were there.So they were basically professionals who took to teaching.Not teachers like Chanakya, Jesus or Mohammad or Lord Krishna. So made it all alone good.And in the end they came and clicked photos with me to give me a feeling that my astounding grades are only because of their guidances.Thats how life taught about people and specially teachers who had been cold war enemies most of the time. Great write though.Impelled me to get back on those strides and the self-propelling mind to take on challenges in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice thoughts of mood...