Twists and turns
Once the path was strewn with
Petals, now draped with a bed of thorns
Sorrow and pain
The past was a child's fair and
Present and future seem in utter disdain
Off and on
The tiny star of hope sparkles
Signaling great time after the last turn
Truth and lie
Life makes the balance sheet
As slowly with time body begins to die
Beautiful poem on life and death. In a way all are lonely traveller in their path. Beautiful lines.... Truth and lie Life makes the balance sheet As slowly with time body begins to die
Truth and lie Life makes the balance sheet As slowly with time body begins to die... wise presentation. Beautiful poem shared on life and death. Thanks..10
I am honored. Thanks Sir for taking interest on my poem. Regards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem friend...last two lines speak the Truth...lovely work...thanks for sharing this here.
My regards. Inspired with your sweet comment. Thanks mam.