Sparkling little stars
Remember me my ancestors
As the dark night come
They appear and I get talk with them
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Ancestors are the stars. They appear and I get talk with them Throughout night and deep sky They Give me blessings, show me heaven Pour hearted, rich and adorable They Direct me towards my ambition So very nice. Naive explanation it shines tob e. But there is lot of truth. Imagination is more wonderful and effective than Pure intelligence. May your ancestors lead you to achieve your ambitious tasks. I am happy to read such a poem. Thank you dear poetess. tony
Lovely poem. A tribute to the ancestors who inspire the younger ones to imbibe their qualities and nurture old values which have been forgotten to a large extent. Thank you, Larika. Coz, they always make me feel alive They Give me blessings, show me heaven I always thankful to my ancestors
Thank you so much Rajnish sir