The rays of light carry the load,
To fall on our lens, protected with lids,
Thousands of living and non living,
Tasted the texture of fine linen,
In the backdrop of retinal plane,
Many have sneaked into the heart,
Many have seated permanent,
Glory be to this gorgeous life of sweat,
As long as those pearls benefit the sweet hearts,
Congested are our dutiful thoughts,
Glory be to this marvelous life of mimicking task.
Beautiful poem..Great thoughts.. loved reading it... I seek your Blessings on my completion of 100 poems..Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a great life. thanks for sharing