Again and again in this Earth
We come to play parts of ours
Every birth is new appearance
And we feel creator certainly.
Life blooms in this spreading
New essence speaks about love
We have to light rays of action
Newly we have to be righteous.
Amazing thrill we get in way
Journey is cosmic very much
We need to scribble life sure
Certainty sings love songs here.
Every morning is new and we love
Every evening is also new we see.
Birth and death are determined
Only we act to revive trust pure.
We play our parts in this Earth. We play and play and sometimes forget our purpose. But we should remember purpose of life.
How true, every moment gets born with new potentialities. We feel renewed, life looks new, you are right dear poet, you've put it so well..
Your poem refreshes the life, at least for the moment. Nature, all by it's might, attempts nothing but freshness. With every day being dawn, we see it everywhere. Thanks very much for making s to feel it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem. Life in nature is amazingly captured. Every morning is new and we love Every evening is also new we see.10