Every night I write poetry on sky
Using stars, galaxies and moon and
Every morning sun wipes it out
I will continue to write, let him continue to wipe.
That line is a classic I am sure it will be repeated by many Thank you
AWESOME, and for so many years I wondered who write on sky so skillfully and how He keeps changing the position of starts, I did'nt knew it was You, looks to me a divinity in this poem, artfully written Rubaiyat.
SIMPLY REMARKABLE. The poem is the celebration of a poets imagination that can transform the vastness of the night sky into a live poetry only to be taken off at dawn. Thank you, M. Asim ji.
there is hope in every calamity that wash you out. as i say, there is rainbow always after the rain. nobody is perfect, there will be times that all our experiences weather it is painful or happy will gone is seconds beside us but have you ever thought that it is to have another day to face.. i admit that this poem of yours is the best. it is short but well penned to the point of view..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely lovely and lovely. I should have made a rush to read those poems before sun had wiped them all out.10++