Shyari.....4. Mehmaan Barsaath Ki! Comments

Tears rolled down my eyes And it was raining too heavily One couldn't guess was it rain of tears Or tearful of rain. ........................................ loved these lines. Here it is metaphorical presentation with touching depiction. The beginning of this poem is a attractive arena of welcomed guests. Let me quote... Solitude and sadness were the un welcomed guest They will stay till they want. But for how many days? Till we do not throw them out from our heart! Wonderful imaginary. Beautiful poem.

Very realistic bilingual write. Very powerful and refined language in both the cases have been assigned here. Thanks for sharing. Regards. +10

For every dark and troubled night, there is a day of sunny rest A day comes when uninvited guests like solitude and sadness go back and joy comes in suddenly. A touching poem, very impressive.