Sharp bend
on the threshold of life
patiently watching
the unfolding of the day
behind the dark blanket
like moon behind the clouds
Will you ever come here?
Reticence
You cover your face from munificent shines
thinking these tiny footsteps
will never take you forward to reach destine
As your promise reveals
dreams are hard to achieve.
Then why you wonder, as if all went wrong?
why you sit alone and ponder,
by searching deep inside
finding nothing; no excuse
perhaps with time you shall know
life is getting past like
scenes from running train’s window.
You cover your face from munificent shines these tiny footsteps will never take you forward to reach destine - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Perhaps with time you shall know life is getting past like scenes from running train's window.- - - -Wow such a beautiful poem! Life speeds past toward the Ultimate and why not seize the moments that come our way! ! !
life is getting past like scenes from running train’s window - a line full with fantasy and reality at the same time.. beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another beautiful, creative poem, Now u have become my favorite poet. Flow of words are fantastic with last line icing on the cake..... Caravan guzar gaya...Caravan past by....