Seasons Of My Poem by Shama Taimour Bukhari
Seasons Of My
Seasons are forever... They come and go
But the sadness of heart is there to glow
Love is blind and world is cruel
The heart is lonely...the mind is full
Better to be alone... With the seasons cologne
Then to be injured.. By the feelings of unsaid words
Lets be brave... Like a lion in cage..
Weather the storms with all seasons to come
Bow our heads and pray for love....
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5/2/2024 12:50:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You have expressed your thoughts very clearly through this poem. Some sadness, some pains are beautiful. They truly, as you said, 'glow'! 'The heart is lonely...the mind is full' - A deep thought indeed! 'Bow our heads and pray for love.... ' - yes, yes, I do, I do, with you! Thanks for posting this beautiful poem.