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
Anju, your poem is similar to that of Victorian novelist Thomas Hardy.You are really genius.Your optimistic message gives us a new sunny morning- a morning full of new light-a light of hope-a hope for universal happiness-a happinss for all-all rank of people-people of the world-the world in unity-unity in diversity-a diversity in colour but an equal demand-a demand for love.
No one shall slip or sleep, gud write with deep sense of love... Keep it up... Read PROMISE in my poems.
a beautiful true words..enjoyed this piece...as love care and warmth the base of any peace...10++++
Do we dare to take the chance opening our lives again to romance Our passion burns like a summer heat a love that's strong beautiful and sweet?
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
Nicely done! Wonderfully expressed!