Beauty is transient!
I accept that and really
Do not care how I look now.
Feeling good is also transient
And that is a hard thing to accept!
O! Despair! Game of solitaire!
Bid goodbye to night, sweet
Morn will again be amazing!
Even after billions of years
Morning sun is still a pot full of gold!
A poem on hope and despair.An amaziing write! 10+
Beauty is ephemeral. Feeling good is also temporary. So we should not bother or despair. What ever dark the night is, it must get morning. I cite....Even after billions of years Morning sun is still a pot full of gold! A beautiful poem with nice theme has been astutely delineated.
Even after billions of years Morning sun is still a pot full of gold! ANDDDDddddddd.... WILL FOREVER BE at least in our life's TIMES other's can't say wee can v
wow great tone of sensitivity - Morn will again be amazing! Even after billions of years Morning sun is still a pot full of gold! // all through hopelessness the hope call me to converse of a little love of life.. great 10++++
A marvelous poem of hope and despair. Yes, every morn brings new hope. Well crafted write.10 ++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome write ma'am! 10 Thanks for sharing.. Naila