Forest Mist Comments

in life's haze and mist, one must hold to the compass that charts his path. Good poem, it reminds that we must stay focused.

the self that is scattered in the ambience that envelops...... lovely poem. thank you.

refreshing yet so touching... a soul-searching piece... thanks for sharing..I love this... 10++++ Lovelots, Maia

you are crowned with the last line. shan

Each birth enveloped in the veils of mist Leaves hazy image of the gone by days, Misty forest of death and birth unfolds With time, the life's mysterious ways. Stage will be new, the portraits change, We myopics are victims visual range. CP

Was that Ooty? Very well depictd

Enjoy the show... when you rediscover yourself then you'll emerge far more refreshed. Liked the way you portrayed it.

it is such a sad thing that we sometimes fail to find ourself and wander in void in some certain moments....wonderful poem! ! !