From the sprout of buds to the wither of the leaf
From spring of the river to the dry of the river
From the man birth rate to the man death rate
From the sunny of the day to darkness of the day
Life never tired and life never end.
very positive attitude. good. you will do well in life with this attitude.
From the sprout of buds, life begins with new hope. A very encouraging poem. Life Never Tire. True.
Yes, Gbenga, life never tires and will be further enriched with our own lives if we give as much to life as life gives us, as you recall in this refreshing poem.
A sequel to your poem' man never tired' i must say.If a man is not tired, there is life or simply losses and evident and imminent death.A +++++++++10 for the aforesaid positive frame of mind.
The idea is a great one indeed. Yes, life never gets tired or rather, our desires never end up. We may wish to die in moments of distress but there is a living force within us which keeps us driving above all. Please take care of your grammar. Life is singular and so 'tires' only. You may review your grammar thoroughly before posting your poems. You may take help of websites in this regard. Let us be perfect in every way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. You said quite a bit in a powerful short poem. I love this type of poem as it states your thoughts without repetition.