Slowly and silently
The great thing appears,
It gives me immense pleasure,
Then......
Suddenly it disappears,
I ask myself,
'Why? '
But in vain,
The question becomes extremely agonizing for me.
Our life is full of questions dear Poet. Sometimes, it is so difficult to find answers.Lovely Poem. Full marks + To my Favorite
Fine metaphorical write. Things come and go. That's life. Always puzzling.
every pleasing answer comes slowly and the cusious question becomes disappear; nice to read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When A much cherished dream becomes a reality, it is momentous. But when we realise that it was a mirage, it shatters us. Nice