Why sing of hills, rivers, skies and trees
In themselves they remain
Inert objects
Without theme, color and meaning-
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A rare insight into the human life alone makes you tell the mind.. happiness just drops in irrespective of the breaks and let us hope the universal home and its innumerable inmates are going to be happy once..
lovely just lovely...the words really flow like a stream which make the piece more alluring and beautiful...i loved it thank you for sharing love, payal
A beautiful poem, very meaningful and thought provoking write.
really enjoyable.great work.with really marvelous ending.and the garden is not a garden unless the children playin around then. best wishes~nb