The World To Pass Over.
G Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
0
Altın Yaprak
In younger age feared the pimples
When we are grown fearing the wrinkles
As a symbol of aging it sees
Where our wrinkles fails sometimes.
In the end the hours in wriggles
The body and mind wrathful ourselves
Wrathful moments someone to pacify
The total wreck of human life in death
Just praying for a peaceful journey
But it is the strain of mind disallows
Life it is a total mystery in its end.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş