Yet again, these memories rise
Like moonless night
Asking to chase the mirage
And those reins in the grim voices
haunts like seabirds.
And the empty mind gets filled
With sorrowful thoughts
And sails in directionless path
Leaving us in a whirlwind
The morning like clear water
At the seashore waits
For the sun to rise and clear all doubts
The seesaw of nature
Swings our mood
Like waves on waves
And we wonder what the next
The night will bring with it.
Very good poem with nice comparison....interesting..thanks for sharing this lovely work Asim
Like waves on waves And we wonder what the next The night will bring with it. Thanx for the poem
Mirage runs with illusion as moonless night crawls in mind to frighten sometimes and gives illusion joy. Sometimes empty mind gets filled in sadness. But morning brings light and clear water reflects truth. Sun rises and happiness comes one day. Memories matter in every case a lot....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wowwww. Simply divine. You capture the essence of memories so well. Nature is infused beautifully into the thoughts.10plus