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Life is precious, they say
As it survives death every moment, by
Revival of the lethargic soul,
Growing up into a phase
Enlightened by some divine rays
Recovering from the hibernations!
The moment we are born into a womb.
Housed by a loving mother's will
And urge to become a mom
Names and frames are yet to come! !
Longer we stay, larger we become
In dimensions of matter and space.
Frameworks of nature mould us
Entirely into a person, Novel and distinct.
Information, mundane or divine-
Starts flowing into us from around.
Lovely colours, mild odours and touches
Of softness and warmth, Sounds-
Very affectionately moulded and framed
Enter every cell of our life, defining love.
Such a beautiful poem in Acoustic form..it reads LARGER THAN LIFE IS LOVE. So nice.
Te more I see it the more I fall for it. The more it tries to run away, the more excited my heart turns. Whether it was within my tiny heart or within his eyes that i cannot recall, LOVE would always make me fall.
Such a beautiful reply.I love your sense of poetry dear eader.
Lovely poem with a message via the initial letters of each line. Thanks for the poem 10++++++++++
Thanks Prativa, Thank you dear for your kind and inspiring remarks.
Lovely poem with a message via the initial letters of each line. Thanks for the poem
Thanks, Thank you dear Rani for your kind and inspiring remarks.
A fetus after maturing in the womb of its mother, when comes out is surrounded by a world of colors and sensations! He gets a lot of love and gains in experience! Thus he gathers the strength to charter his own course and he grows into wholeness in body and spirit! An individual's growth from the womb to adulthood is beautifully described here!
Thanks revered Ma'am, Thank you for your kind and inspiring remarks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The moment we are born into a womb. Housed by a loving mother's will And urge to become a mom Names and frames are yet to come! ! Nice work. Thanks.