the way we believe
that happens to happen
by the reasons to reason
in time and space intoning
truth when fails to beckon
belief braces up by the trust
lest we lose the bliss by the mystery
on the rue of reeks by apprehension
passion seems to suffer pain
in its own way by texture of mind
at times tear comes by nightmare
into eyes like rain in torrent
pain riffles through dark night
the rune of wounds allays shadow
thirst when bestirs on sand dunes
by the dream of love betiding
are we not too small
as stream eternal flows
sorrow may even pervade
rocking the vale of tunes
time takes its own course
to heal up the wounds
hope still drives the path
trudging across the sizzling mist
Yes, we live for our dreams that drives the vehicle of life. But to overcome the harsh realities unbearable sometimes our experience, knowledge and ideas only can help us solve problems to achieve our dreams in this world of love and hate! Your poem provokes my ideas to express so! Thanks!
'time takes its own course to heal up the wounds hope still drives the path trudging across the sizzling mist ' Words so true---great write shub+++++++++10 to you
This my friend is a unique way of writing a very informative piece of poetry! ((Smile)) I am a bit confused in some ways by this poem...yet I Love how it lets you draw your own conclusion...that is Always a gift that sometimes we can give in poetry! Excellent piece of work....thanx 4 sharing Subhendu, ((((HUG)))) *Shelley***** ten/ten!
deep thoughts penned softly soothing the searching mind who seek a healer for his wonds and days will amend the greatest wonds..
you are so talented in this~continue on writing poems..very beautiful..and i am inspired..please read mine if you want to :) ..
this poem is deep for an average reader like me and a re-read but when understood, holds a lot of truth. truth is slow but most of the time prevails depending on the version of the truth. belief is not long term for me, it changes with time, embracing the freshness of life each day, what might be right in the past may not be right today or vice versa. we all have the capacity to evolve to be a better race and there is always that opportunity...thanks...a very inspiring poem and thought- provoking. this inspires me to work against laziness today...thanks again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tear comes by nightmare into eyes like rain in torrent...sorrow may even pervade rocking the vale of tunes...Very true.You've penned very well.Congratulations and thanks for sharing