Flowers bloom
Even in the doom;
But differs your mood
So never ever brood.
Be joyful
When your days are cool;
Be the same kitty
When your days are empty.
When your mood is narrow
All seem to be in sorrow.
When you are flying wide
All seem to be by your side.
So everything depends
On how one defends
The sorrows and happiness
Through the life's vastness.
life is spontaneous, it is series of events, good and bad moments are parcels of life, one must take every moment in stride, if their is night then very soon will be day, one must humble himself/herself during good times and during bad times one must not loose the hope, thanks for sharing this meaningful poem :)
Yes, everything depends upon our moods.... Beauty and joy are basically a matter of perception! In our journey through life, we can ward off sorrow through right perception and right attitude! Reading your childhood verse, no shy smile comes to light my face, but a sense of wonder sweeps over!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The dream girl has now started thinking, that's a good sign, our thinking is the proof of our existence.