Love
O Love hold my hand!
Let me cross the road,
I am blind and my walk
trimble to tread on road,
The path is weary and vast,
The path is not known, New
The walking is progressing,
From dream to dreary end,
Life is a walk without aim,
Aimless walk is the end of life,
Let me go holding your hand,
From smoothness to wild wings,
From desert to wilderness.
Let life flow with it's course
Only love be the spirit to lead.
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Let life flow with it's course Only love be the spirit to lead. ..................................., ....................fine line
GOOD attempt LIFE IS MEANINGLESS BUT WE HAVE TO MAKE IT PURPOSEFUL ASK PG
Such a nice poem, Aradhya. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
A very nice poem on life and death. Enjoyed the flow and concept. Thanks for sharing.
nicey poem on lovey dovey have u ever read my Poetry MY BEST ON MOM'S SMILES KINDLY
Nice poem. The closing lines are beautiful. Let life flow with it's course Only love be the spirit to lead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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