Free Gift Poem by Naseeru Taneemu Annuree

Free Gift



Like the drizzles falling heavily
That makes one to feel dizzy
T'is a free flows of beauties I saw in my heart
Wrapped beautifully in gold
I kept it in my heart
For me alone, and for no one else to appreciate
Even when it rain,
I let the beauties only falls on me
From head to toe
I thought I am enjoying it
Alone, and with no one
Untill when I realized the beauties only wanes
Slowiy and speedly like the melting of an ancient candles
It turned colourless what was once the sight of a colourful butterfly
Bright and beautiful now turned black and blurred
My heart race, my mind pounds, and my eyes closed;
A hot red blood runs fast through my veins
But my heart refused to pump the blood
But gave out red signals
I remained motionless, whilst my eyes closing
Suddenly I met a lonely soul
Hungry for inner beauties
A soul dying for love, for tender care, and for a soulmate
I looked tearfully at this dying soul
The sight made me kept aside my laments
And decided to help this dying soul
I took the remains of my inner beauties
and offered this dying soul a special place in me
The space that I once reserved out for selfish interest
Is now given to this homeless soul
Suddenly I sensed a change in me
I looked carefully and saw all my lost beauties backed
The light, the warmth, and the sight of the colourful butterly
Rains started to falls
It washed down the sorrows of my soul
The pains, the anger, and the inner darkness
I watched in awe!
The drizzles falling slowly on me
To every corner of my heart
So cool and gentle than millions drops from Zambezi
I watched intently
My inner beauties bouncing back like passionflower when the sun touches it
And the darkness vanished all of a sudden like twinkle of an eye
I closed my eyes slowly-fast
As I now realized the beauties of things is when we share them
The more we give, the better we get in return
I now learnt it the hard way
I meant the lessons for being selfish
For trying the palms to hide the sunrises
The sun, the moon and the stars are extraordinary bright and lightful
They have their own uniques beauties
Yet the share it and never get tired
So why should I hide mine?
Why not I bring out my inner beauties as free gift?
For the world to see and to appreciate
I now realized it the hard way
The best things in life last the longest only when we share them......

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