In that top corner of the house
A cobweb swaying in breeze
What made the breeze become the wind
A foul play..it blew butting blind
Chasing the wind now cobweb in a play
It's His mercy the spider back on way
Behold, he is weaving again his house
Note:Thank you PoemHunter for selecting my poem 'A Collapsed House Rebuilt' for the Poem Of The Day..thanks a lot for this honour
A wonderful little poem on a wonderful little happening. A ray of light may not reach that corner of the house, but the poet's imagination has reached there well. jahan na phonche ravi, vahan phonche kavi.
Thank you very much Aniruddhaji....yours is indeed a lovely comment...I feel greatly honoured
An inspiring poetic write, dear Ma’am Indira. Congrats on your selected piece...10+++
There is a beautiful combination on breeze, wind and cobweb. Visited time and again. Five stars.
A wonderful poem imbued with insight and wisdom. Hardwork is a great attribute to gain success in life. A clever write with great imagery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Indira Ma'm! I am so happy and pleased to see your poem as the POD. Heartiest Congratulations! You highly deserve this honour. A lovely little poem of hope, perseverance and life! What greater example than a spider! A full score of 100 for you dear, dear Poetess!
Thanks a lot dearest Geeta..I am happy you got it rightly...yes, it is the relentless effort of the tiny spider...thanks again Geeta