Comments about shveta sahal
Let joy of sprouting of sapling withdraw sorrow of wilting of flower
Restitute depth of wound endured with peak of toil greased
Is angst of the benefactor elevated than chagrin of recipient?
Glory of deeds well done to compunction of evil committed
Sagacity of servility of waves to despotism of callous rocks
Inclination of the sunflower and declination of the stream
Mirth of a casual schmooze with opulence of smile shared
Circle of ephemeral life with triangle of faltering ménage
Pearls And Pebbles
It lay on the river bed, pacifying waters stirring the strings of its soul,
Opened its eyes and glanced at the sunlit sky, the colorful birds taking their flight,
The flowers all blooming at their zenith, the butterflies singing the song of life to them…..
The little pebble was happy to be, the swans all around,
The gushing waters resonating the joys of the world, the sweet smell of the lilies captivated the air
The children ran on the river bed, reminding the world of the blessings of G