Hold my hand
Guide me a while
Prepare me to walk
For endless miles.
Swim with me
Into the strong tide
Leave me to float unaided
When I begin to get it right.
Fly me on your back
Into the soaring sky
Then depart from my side
So I learn to fly.
Fuel my ambition,
But restrict your help,
Because I wouldn’t learn
Till I do it myself.
(1: 00 am – 26 April 2007)
an effortless learn that was...a very natural and simple poem
like this write, think of guidance, free at that like a bird.
Excellent Preeti! In the school of life you learn more things without paying the fees.
Love this structure...its so gentle to read and conveys the beautiful meaning of your poem in such a flowy style. Love...TO
really good poem....we all need to learn and do something on our own... well said preets....keep it up..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Preti....You haven't lost a step, young lady...Your trademark, crisp, tight & flid structure is still well intact...Like the storyline, as well...Rock Solid Penning! FjR