LIFE…
Life … A candle in the wind;
A flickering flame, struggling to remain alive;
and so the burning soul with the gleam of love, trying hard to survive….
Life…. A Frost on the leaves;
Charming and glittering outwards in the Sunrays;
But inside its dying at slow pace in the rough chilly waves….
Life…. A Ripple on a steady lake;
Wider the current of emotion flows;
with every heavy stone that the passerby throws ….
Life….A Swing hung with the ropes of actions;
Along with the flow of thoughts it sways;
To the soaring heights sometimes
and then to gloomy depth of graves….
Thanks….
Ishpal Singh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem