Face Of Good Fortune Poem by Pallab Chaudhury
Face Of Good Fortune
Is it a bird that moves round the eye-focus?
I consider the good fortune as a bird.
When I look at the branch it goes off to the leaves
And deceives…
The labour is the only means to catch it
But unluckily, the market makes it
Either ruined or to glide on the sky….
Home is the school to learn the art of living;
If, at the veranda, the good fortune peeps
Who will then search for a bird in the bush?
If good fortune shows its sweet face easily
The rhythm of life changes ….
Dated: 16-03-2018.
Yeah, you are right. Good fortune is not easily available. One has to work hard. Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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9/19/2024 12:00:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A fine fancy presented in the form of a poem.
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