Yes, that night ‘twas
in the middle of the night
there was some noise
though very slight
my hair stood
on end with fright
who was it
that was my plight COMMENTS OFF TWAS THAT NIGHT
since the life is a journey of steps;
Darkness to colours, and to light,
Every onesteps into the seven hues;
Embryo, in adolescent, youth, lover of life,
Turning man, father, turned gold, the old,
RASA of all colours, and the last, all sold.
Youth never ends for lover of life, as Sir!
You teach us how to water the heart
that he would linger young.
Wonderful!
Youth is that fountain....which must one day dry
no matter how much one may try
youth does
Oh youth why did you have to come/just to, simply pass by/tell me why O just why! Great expression, a great poem
To water the heart with true love! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Youth is that fountain....which must one day dry no matter how much one may try youth does
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Youth never ends for lover of life, as Sir! You teach us how to water the heart that he would linger young. wonderful love farm