Naughty Nature!
Can't you spare me now!
You played with me when I was an infant,
you played with me when I was a child,
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Congratulations on poem of the day. A wonderful poem of life and the games it plays on us. I think it defeats all of us more than once. Well done Akhtar
Akhtar Sahab! Great to see you as the poet of the day. Just cannot express how happy i am. Congratulations! Such a play with nature - a fun filled game! Fabulous poem! Of course! It is 100!
These simple words hold so much truth. We try to hold on to our childhood, our youth and in old age then to life itself but in the end Narure holds it supreme in the game of life. Even in defeat it is a beautiful game. Thank you for sharing and congratulations for the member poem place.
Inspiring poem. So, we are all born with sporting spirit. We can never quit the game. Congrats on member poem of the day!
Life is a game! maybe it is, but it's a game which nature never lost!
Playing a game gives lovely fun. There is a nature of playing within each person. Nature attracts and influences upon life. A sportsperson feels the spirit of playing very well. This is deep and wisely penned poem shared here. Very thoughtful poem is shared....10
This is real sportsman spirit.................! Congratulations Akhtar ji on being in the list of top 500 poets!
life is a game, may be a win or a defeat, It's a lovely fun to play this game! - - - -We are playing games at the hand of Nature.We are put to test by difficulties and hardships..somewhere we win, somewhere defeated. Ultimately we retire to the Nature''s lap. - - - - -Congratulations for Poem of the Day.
Ahh.. Lovely game with Nature. Nicely written. Thanks you Poet.! ! 10++
a good joyful poem of competing against life's tribulations, with the understanding it's the taking part that counts? ..............well written.
Congratulations, Akhtar, on having this poem selected as poem of the day! Well done!
Wonderful and fun giving expression makes this poem so amazing really. Playing of time from infant to youth is wisely ex[pressed here. In nature''s lap we play. A deep and thoughtful poem is shared here.10
A naughty game of nature is so beautiful that we play it spontaneously. Thanks
How lovely! ! The life has been transformed into a long drawn game in which the man applies his wits to secure a win at every stage- from childhood to old age. Here, I think the ultimate winner is neither the life nor man but death which calls the final shot. Congrats and thanks a lot, Sir. life is a game / may be a win or a defeat, It's a lovely fun to play this game!