Reflection Poem by dipak adhya
Reflection
Reflection
On each child's face
My own childhood pierces
To each morning
There lies happy old days
I gape in amazement to the faces of children
Mingling with my lost love
They turn into like petals
In my blinkless eyes
The sunlight comes
It becomes fierce
The soft petals being tired turns into the noon
I look at afternoon in prospect
But evening descends
I see my childhood on each child's face
And prays deeply
When they'll grow up, not I
Only the happy afternoon and success
Reflect them each.
Each morning while we see this child dawn amazes mind. Seeing a face of a child we feel innocence and we go back to childhood memory very easily. The soft petals being tired turns into the noon. Happy afternoon reflects success with brilliance. This poem is beautifully and excellently penned...10
children's faces remind own childhood days....but I pray to them for better future.
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4/27/2024 8:00:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dipak, such a great write.....10+++++