Who Will Put the Balmy Hands On our Aching Hearts
Who Will Brighten the Gloom of These Nocturnal Hours,
Who Will Bring Back The Melodies Into Songs of Birds
Who Will Paint the Droopy Flowers With Shining Colors.
Who Will Give Back Life Into Mountains,Valleys And Trees.
Who Will Make the Rivers,Seas and Oceans Smile Again,
O,My Mother Nature! Come,Come! Take Away My Pain
Lift Me Into the Orbit Beyond Small Loss and Gain!
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Wow!! What a heart touching poem!! Very good. But what is the reason for such melancholy???? Is it the absence of Swetha or ?????
Absence of poetic inspiration all these days was the reason for being melancholy, now it's back! I'd write a few more!! I'm in the mood for it now!
Then share some more jeeeeee :cheer: :cheer: :cheer:
Very nice poem. We are so distant from mother nature. this is our agony. Let us go back to nature.
yes, we are well aware of it....
we are losing nature and its beauty...yet we could just stand still and see all that's happening in pain
Totally true!! The very reason for so much misery around is that we have taken ourselves far away from the nature!!
Wow!! What a heart touching poem!! Very good. But what is the reason for such melancholy???? Is it the absence of Swetha or ?????
Absence of poetic inspiration all these days was the reason for being melancholy, now it's back! I'd write a few more!! I'm in the mood for it now!
I am glad that your poetic inspiration is back, although still wondering who that is !!!! :whistle: :P :laugh:
Wow!! What a heart touching poem!! Very good. But what is the reason for such melancholy???? Is it the absence of Swetha or ?????
Absence of poetic inspiration all these days was the reason for being melancholy, now it's back! I'd write a few more!! I'm in the mood for it now!
I am glad that your poetic inspiration is back, although still wondering who that is !!!! :whistle: :P :laugh:
She is no one except Mrs.Ceem ;)
Wow!! What a heart touching poem!! Very good. But what is the reason for such melancholy???? Is it the absence of Swetha or ?????
Absence of poetic inspiration all these days was the reason for being melancholy, now it's back! I'd write a few more!! I'm in the mood for it now!
I am glad that your poetic inspiration is back, although still wondering who that is !!!! :whistle: :P :laugh:
It's all Oriental mysticism,Ma'am! :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo:
Wow!! What a heart touching poem!! Very good. But what is the reason for such melancholy???? Is it the absence of Swetha or ?????
Absence of poetic inspiration all these days was the reason for being melancholy, now it's back! I'd write a few more!! I'm in the mood for it now!
I am glad that your poetic inspiration is back, although still wondering who that is !!!! :whistle: :P :laugh:
It's all Oriental mysticism,Ma'am! :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo:
Who is she? :cheer: :cheer:
Wow!! What a heart touching poem!! Very good. But what is the reason for such melancholy???? Is it the absence of Swetha or ?????
Absence of poetic inspiration all these days was the reason for being melancholy, now it's back! I'd write a few more!! I'm in the mood for it now!
I am glad that your poetic inspiration is back, although still wondering who that is !!!! :whistle: :P :laugh:
It's all Oriental mysticism,Ma'am! :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo: :woohoo:
Now this is something difficult to believe!!! :angry:
The land that thou standeth,
brigthen the gloom of nocturnal hours
The wind that charms you away,
bringth back the melodies of the birds
The sun that shineth through,
bloometh the flower's hues
The sea that runth around
maketh the waves with joy!
The string that holdest us
strengthen the balm to our aching hearts
Small loss and pain are for a short while
The joy that cometh after,behold it with your hands
Alas the time is short , o short...........
Count them that loveth you,leave them not!!
brigthen the gloom of nocturnal hours
The wind that charms you away,
bringth back the melodies of the birds
The sun that shineth through,
bloometh the flower's hues
The sea that runth around
maketh the waves with joy!
The string that holdest us
strengthen the balm to our aching hearts
Small loss and pain are for a short while
The joy that cometh after,behold it with your hands
Alas the time is short , o short...........
Count them that loveth you,leave them not!!
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