Writing my thoughts
In verses I was lost
Thinking that sadness
Would get washed away
Tears of remembrance
Rains of wordy trance
And my life, once again
Would have Sunny days
But writing
doesn't help
Dancing
Never healed
Singing
made Me cry
To laugh again
Little zeal.
Praying
Is passé
I will just
Join the mass
Where
Like a robot
I bid time
And leave
In one
Quick chance
Nalini
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
be the candle that lights 1000 others