Flows from the dead
to read new trace,
losing numerous shapes
yet its identity forever stays.....
simple nice.. you you. i started writing a poem called wisdom.. today.. interesting eh..
deep....and beautiful. loved it. loses its shape...yes, but regains its form. thank you dost.
Nice poem. From the soil, we have originated and to thus we will ultimately return. For nature is composed of the same core elements fundamental to all organisms. 'A watery wisdom' that seeps down into the Earth to be recycled. Fundamental priniciples. Lovely read.10+
dear vaibhav, who inspires you to write such wonderful lines? i am amazed you write so well, with the wisdom of a seer.god bless you always. ritty
This has depth and a meaning which a few shall understand.may take a lifetime...keep em coming
Vaibhav you could tell a lot in few words. But consider changing 'losing numerous shapes' to taking numerous shapes'. Just a freindly suggestion. But this is a very good theme u have dealt with so well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True, wisdom has no relation with life. The life is ever new and fresh to enjoy. CP