Truly life is full of hell
Nothing you can make go well
Full of cruelty beyond the dawn
Alone sitting at corner in the lawn...
As the tears roll down the eyes
In the broken heart sadness flies
The mind tries to console the heart
But cheers have gone miles apart...
To help you there is no one dear
The horrible loneliness is really great fear
The people are made to give you pain
But why always taunt and betray rain?
Sharp objects are friends in line
From faraway they always shine
They are now playing toys
Shouting come on girls and boys...
Thee call us upon in peaceful land
Where there is no one to fly the sand
Waiting for the end
Come and take the breath...
Very touching lines dear... That's true dear that we are the enemy of ourselves but be strong because we can be the angels too.... A great philosophy you have shared through your poetry.... Very matured thoughts.......the people are made to give you pain... I want to read this line again and again... Thanks for sharing.. God bless you
cont.) i could say a lot more, but i want to take the time to read one more of your poems today. i assume English is not your 1st language, and maybe it is your 3rd or 4th. i'm sure your English and, hopefully, your outlook on life will improve. or maybe it is NOT YOUR outlook but that of some other person(s) , perhaps fictional. good luck. bri :) p.s. i disagree with some statements in the poem and Poet's Notes.
It is just taught as a subject..... Generally we are speaking Hinglish + urdu are own created language... Naila
(cont.) i could say a lot more, but i want to take the time to read one more of your poems today. i assume English is not your 1st language, and maybe it is your 3rd or 4th. i'm sure your English and, hopefully, your outlook on life will improve. or maybe it is NOT YOUR outlook but that of some other person(s) , perhaps fictional. good luck. bri :) p.s. i disagree with some statements in the poem and Poet's Notes.
Somber and sombre are different spellings of the same word, meaning (1) dark and gloomy, or (2) melancholy. Somber is preferred in American English, while sombre is preferred in all the other main varieties of English. but sombre is an adjective, not a noun, so unless you are about to say something about flies (insects) which are sad, you should use a noun such as sadness, not sombre. (cont.)
Where there is ugliness I challenge you to see the beauty, when people are broken I challenge you to help mend them, where there is hate there is usually love, where there is a broken heart there is somebody who will fix it! A great write Naila!
Thank you so much........ ... Your words are always inspiring and motivating.... Will try to complete ur challenge.. Naila
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
YOU are too young to be thinking of an end so early you are just at the first step of the poets ladder and you have a very very long way to go which you will ur just 15 teen not even the last of the teens keep a positive not you alone will win just THINK how many read you daiy Thank all in return read theirs also and see how with flying colours you come out with GLEE Keep composing YOUNG NAILA PARTICIPATION S POETRY