It came & it went...
A baby was born-and old man died...
With the most welcomed joy,
came the most dreaded pain...
Party on the corner-funeral on the side...
Homecoming-cemetery..,
Laughter rang & tears rolled...
Closed doors-vivid lamps...
End of the day,
And a new day comes......!
I paint the dreams, By painting the wordz... This is the dream I painted, 'In my own words...!!!'
wow ayya, oyata nam mara ideaz thiyenne...... kohenda ane owa enne?
ReplyDeleteThis poem z vry short one. bt, da idea z vry meaninful! Actually...the things are lyk this, we can experience in our lives. Isn’t it? I dn’t kw. bt I think I’m correct!...I really lyk dis one.. I told u in ma previous cnmt, u hv vry gud ideas. I really luv it! Any way dis one z also da bst!... Bst of luk! Keep it up vry well! dis z a gud jod! God bless u!!..Rayviyan....
ReplyDeleteNice Idea !!!!!
ReplyDeleteChuti nangi... Hehe! Hane manda nango ideas nam kohen enawada kiyala :) bt ideas enawa :D
ReplyDeleteLivya... Ys dr ure crrct.. V av 2 fc thiz knda situationz n our livez recntly.. I wrot dz thru ma exprncez to0 :) hehe yh u av tld m dt b4 als..and u knw w@, t realy encrgz m alt..thnx 4 ur knd wrdz ma dr frn..thnk u so mch.. :D god blss u to0 dr :)
ReplyDeleteMadhuranga... Thnx brothr. Thnx alt :)
ReplyDeleteY do lyf n luv go on?? No1 knws.. Bt d clock ticks n 1ce ur callin cmz, u hv 2 go..frm heavn 2 here..or d othr wy round..
ReplyDeleteSoo innovativ ray..