Each ward full of new arrivals
For parents not less than festivals
Joy and happiness could be read on face
Who could definitely tell what their race was?
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I see that the trolls and jealous poets have disliked all comments. Ignore them. Your poem has significance and power. Congratulations, Hasmukh.
A good education, caring and love make the children good citizens of a country and they bring laurels to their motherlands. In the garden of life they bloom and sway like flowers giving joy to everyone. A beautiful poem indeed. Enjoyed and congrats.
Children like flowers bloom with fragrance to spread their valour and learning as they grow catching up with the time! Congratulations my friend!
From foot stalk of a leaf to bud and gradually a flower- color and fragrance drag everyone for the time being fainted all are womb to cradle and childish wings gradually all are in matured ..... nice a baby boom
Children are baby booms who rise on their feet with the passage of time and grow. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.
Different kinds and colors diversity in flowers or in nature boom and boom in roaming from the childish crawling a boyish capricious dealing........ different taste of life different all difference in old frivolous to gravity............ defiance to submission................
Hasmukh, such a great poem of the day... congrats for being chosen...10++++
Welcome the Nascent Guest [NG] as welcomed by Nature by blooming flowers smiling sky pulsating spring nimble fountains all you’ve painted aptly…wonderful poetry on NG… thanks sharing… Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10 PS For me neonates are smiles of flowers n
Each ward full of new arrivals For parents not less than festivals Joy and happiness could be read on face Who could definitely tell what their race was? .. good indication....10
The contract with baby and flower is striking. pleasing end rhymes too.
The fifth and seventh verses are the best ones with perfect rhyme words at the end of each line. There is a major problem with this poem though. It has no rhythm for the reader to follow as he or she reads it. This makes the reading very difficult. The subject is a very good one but the selection of the words used makes the meaning difficult to communicate smoothly. Regretfully, this poem needs work. --- Greenwolfe 1962
I like your comparison between a baby and flower. Its a lovely poem,
You are now an old tired man I see. Your poetry is notg3ood English. Attend my workshop if you esteemed.