Man can lose everything to the conflicting emotions deep within himself. The emotional war wears us down. One thing that never dies is hope. This poem talks about hope.
Like the wind, thou have passed from here, Where are the glorious times, which were there? Gone, have thou gone, leaving everyone in pain, Come back, come back, thy voice once more thee strain. The trees in the country have started...
Mother Nature has blessed us with myriads of splendid creatures. Sparrow, the bird, being one of them. These birds, as lovely as they are, are declining in number. This poem is dedicated to them.
Life is a great equaliser. Sometimes it can be harsh, and at other times it can overwhelm us with joy. We might think we have had plenty of something, but life gives us more. #Hope #Life #MoreToCome