The flood of recession
has shaken the foundation
of house of hope,
built on land of optimism
The hope is swept away
in torrential flood of depression
The soothing wintry sunshine
of share and care
has turned into
scorching sunrays of despair.
The name pink
no longer invites fantasies
but make men
slips into sleeplessness
But as long as
flood of recession
doesn’t cause
waning in love and care
human beings
will breathe
and live and share
and give
and yes!
no one on this earth
shall repent and grieve
Anjali
22-02-2009
some realistic approach...the adverse effects of recession...on pink...really amazing.. optimism life zeal still left.. superb.. 10 from me..
Like Thomas Hardy, here you express of something of very pessimistic. But in the last stanza, you express your hope of waning love. I dedicate this two lines: In darkness, you find nothing, In the morning, the new sun give you everything.
Your poem as shaken the foundations of poetry--just super+++++10 Love glues us all together we will rise keep giving us this STUFF.I shudder to think of 1926 thanks for the way you write regards x
You have shown the human race a ray of light, in times of hopelessness! No wonder it has made it's way to the top 500.
A wonderful piece of art showing present social state.
‘Pink slip Is deep dip In depression Hybrids frustration! ’ Great humanist write. Ten++ Ms. Nivedita UK Please visit my page WHY HACK MY SHE [Listed In Top 500] Or other poems. niv
Nice theme..... Alas! what sin did these beautiful colours commit? For every negative facet of the world a splendid colour has to bear guilt! We have a BLUE, A RED and now PINK!
I wish I could agree with you, but then economics has a way of impacting everything, even life and love...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its a wonderful poem.congrats! ! ! ! to be selected in top 500 poems