A Big Hand For Life Poem by REETESSH SABRR

A Big Hand For Life



Even the rings of smoke, evoke...
a feeling to fly always above
and we are down, trapped in the circles
exhaled by us, a part of which is still inside
I pray, it may not be tied
by the breath, instead we have to free
and rise like the fresh air touching
mountains, discarding the death
as it love us and sure is to hug some day,
but on the way
love has its own different name,
humanity has a cause, that life deserves
an applause
Hope we give a big hand for it...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ahmed Abomahfouz 15 June 2011

your poem is fantastic, sure we must rise and make the idea of rising controls our life.

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