Mosses are on the way
Flourished to be so long
Green to the extremity
So charmed by lovely dawn
Dews rest on its spongy cot
Proximity is so slippery
Yet it's the glee of the moment
Fall may stretch to some unknown measures
As it meant on that style
So laudable all its way
Evictions are temporary
Widen dews apart its shine
When rays roll its splendid coax
Take a rather adieu for the time
But there leave some ashes of its life
Life will pursue a lovely row
Some shades slip and rest on skew
Some colors may lure some way
But drop of life may be on its way
Life is like a dew of the day….
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Life is like dew of the day.. to be precise like the dew of the morning! It may sparkle for sometime.. sometimes it may not be noticed even... Any way it disappears in no time! Enjoyed the poem Salini !
Life and its explanations and such things beautifully created a nice poem. Frankly speaking it will take to understand the meanings in detail and may be such different meanings and interpretations to the word power in the poem which in the whole have such goodness of thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Strong metaphor on life very beautifully narrated with regard to mosses and dews how reflective on life.......... simply brilliant..................