Don’t be jealous at the smiling flower
It is glowing with beauty divine I know
Look closely all over that pretty being
You will see lines of sun and wind.
The lines created when she battled
With the fire poured by ruthless sun
Or when the winds tried to tear her
Clawing at her with their furious rage.
Never be fooled by the smiling face
Thinking that they are unduly blessed
Study a little deeper in their life
And you will know that it’s the other way.
Their smile is stable and sweetest
That’s not because they live in heaven
That’s because they have created that bliss
After paying its full price in tears and pain.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
9 comments:
A very fine message here! Keep writing!!!
A very profound message on a theme often featured by you.
I wonder, is there too much of such in your life?
Their smile is stable and sweetest
That’s not because they live in heaven
This is so true... especially in Mumbai... the children who live under the flyovers... the life they live... and yet have the courage to smile...
I love you work and read everything... I dont always comment... only because you say everything there is to say...
dear wendi,
thats a way of my writing, because i think the last line lingers for maximum time.
warmest wishes.
dear ajey,
thanks for the help regarding copyscape and thanks for taking out some time always and reading these poems, which are so ordinary in comparison to your fantastic works.
warmest wishes,
dear honeybee,
where have you been? busy in studies?
bestest wishes...
dear mm,
never been to mumbai or chennai, but i guess its the story of every metro, you will see these people huddled under the tarpaulin sheet braving ruthless nature.
and you will long to pick up their children, give them a good bath and kiss them.
warmest wishes,
Thatz an Inspiring One... :-)
Cheeerzzz...:)
dear td,
glad that u liked it.
didi
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