Aday Futile Poem by Bharati Nayak

An inspirational account embedded in positive approach and hope.

It will come back... great poem

Hi Bharati, When I have nothing to write, I just reading, M AY be Tagore, Neruda, Shakespeare, Shelley or Keats. On PoemHunter. Or I just go to my study and pick any book... maybe Wordsworth, Yeats, Vyloppilly, Chullikkad, Krishna Waaier, G Sankara Kurup or AASAN... And there is poetry all around me.. Wonderfully written..

A feeling of loss is painful. I too have the same experience. Searching the lost piece of poem I had spent days. It's life.

Virus is a part of our life. You never knew at that time that a bigger virus was round the corner to become a pandemic and to take a heavy toll of human lives. Thanks a lot.

Moments of life! ! Memories, Flashes of the past. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

ur poetry is beauty to read so was or is mine but PH makes errors a day joined like they were twins

Earlier, I read the title as printed by PH as Aday, and thought no, I don't know this language. Today I read it correctly and read the poem. Yes, the feelings are felt when when something that you wrote get lost. It often does to me when you've not saved it and the power goes off suddenly. Well writ.