A note of love; a bed of red roses,
A pink fog-bow on an infinite canvas!
Or fallen tear drops, from pain clouds;
On to a white page; barren of words!
A healthy baby born in my mind’s cot,
When falls in love; logic and thought.
Bringing back the smile on my face,
Bygone; ever since life’s tough phase!
Impossible to predict, terrible!
Again when will I scribble?
Feel blessed by God every time,
I jot down few lines that rhyme!
Poems, you are my vent,
For many emotions pent!
Lucky am I to have you; my pal,
To lean on you when ever I fall!
27-06-2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Wonderfully conceived. I liked it for its remarkable imagery and decent style. Rated it 10. TFS..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1.