Life brings wonders of hues
Sometimes it astoinishes me
Sometimes it tows me to fear
With all his sudden wave
… I concur, to cut down
Dismayed face…
And imbibe a new meaning
And seek a new prospective
…But his dimming nature
Ends all
From a Quick start
To a Quick end.
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I would like to translate this poem
a dimming life...but the 'dimming' could be repeative in nature...that is the beauty of life...good insighful write 10