I see the young, I see the old,
I see their every face.
I see the world in sands of time,
With oceans in the race.
I see you going school-high school,
Where through silence wades.
I see your quarrels rise with age,
Your love but never fades.
I see you going to colleges,
Your life with highs and lows.
I see you in the sky and dream,
You really know your foes (?) .
And when you learn to work and trust,
And rise above the odds;
To strive n' thrive with zeal and zest.
To fight against the frauds.
With faith in God, you'll get the chance,
To blow the sands of time;
And offer me, "Osama! We have
Made your every rhyme.
Osama! i can see your confidence reflecting through this composition...Ease, Simplicity of expression, & Flow are the marked features of your style here! And when you learn to work and trust, And rise above the odds; To strive n' thrive with zeal and zest. To fight against the frauds. With faith in God, you'll get the chance, To blow the sands of time; And offer me, Osama! We have Made your every rhyme. beautiful lines....
A great poem, like it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, The Holy man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well done. Nice rhyme scheme.