Taste Of Life Poem by vinit ghosh
Taste Of Life
In the midst of desert sand I saw him with the small plant in the shabby bucket;
I asked for water and he sprinkled some from the bucket on my face;
He said in his low voice ' Now you also come to know the value of tears just like this little plant'
I smiled and walked away with the salty taste in my tongue and heart;
It is the tears which we collect that keeps us alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/19/2024 10:57:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
In the backdrop of desert sand, the poem unveils the realities of life. Small but succinct. Thanks