Refined Songs Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Refined Songs
The little children sing
In the beautiful morning of the wonderful spring
With their innocent and pure feelings,
What a glorious scene!
I listen to them spellbound,
My heart dances in Joy
And I try to sing like them too
With my experienced and cloudy soul;
But in vain,
My song becomes clumsy and unpleasant all the time,
Never befitting with the refined songs of the divine children,
I realize the harsh truth of life
And being ashamed of myself I leave the place soon.
My heart dances in Joy And I try to sing like them too With my experienced and cloudy soul; But in vain, My song becomes clumsy and unpleasant all the time, Never befitting with the refined songs of the divine children, I realize the harsh truth of life And being ashamed of myself I leave the place soon.....it is true side of life
The little children sing In the beautiful morning of the wonderful spring With their innocent and pure feelings, What a glorious scene! ......beautiful
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9/17/2025 5:00:41 PM # 1.0.0
good poem keep on singing birds and bees care why should you pick up my poem and try to sing a voce if have you MY MOM'S SMILES HAVE YOU READ yet