to introspection
As become stars across pathways true
Such centaurs cool ends cling to last few
Budding garlands are flowering new
As they become tuned with time on cue
As perseverance brings results neat
Honing skills is awakening souls sweet
As becomes winged an insect in flight
So did anxiety retreat upright
Making stronger to fly unhindered
So like stars do dreams start to unfurl
So does man, continue his pursuit
Into the unknown, yes, unknown route
By aryaindia
Author's comments:
“Some people leave behind a fragrance in spirit unkown”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem