When did she have a quarrel with life?
That left her mind with resentment rife
Her dreams are blurred by a diaphanous mist
And her life has taken an ugly twist
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dear blessed poet, as ever, my mind is in pursuit of the her, who really faced such a struggle in life, and now owing to an impulsive move life turned ill fated, irreparable loss of the very self and so life in all... with a professional economy has such a great life situation is being treated in its deserving gravity. mastery moves many a mighty mind mountains, bravo. God bless.
This is what happens when actions are taken due to sudden impulse, Poor girly nothing much can be done for her, One can only pity her: (
Momentary feelings and immediate reactions have lasting results which may be unpleasant. No amount of repentance will bring back status quo. Beautifully presented in the poem. Thank you.
Her dreams are blurred by a diaphanous mist And her life has taken an ugly twist..........................life has no reverse gear......very nice madam
Beautiful poem with great message. Sometimes, one cannot return back after moving a head. Person realises too late. Fantastic lines..... Sure this life for her has become a wild menace But she will bear it as a penance without repugnance Very true said, she has bear for the whole life. Loved it.
From her spirits, drained out all youthful thrill Everything has come to a stand still Now at life's barred gate, she knocks in vain The ‘no entry' sign drowns her in pain Life is too short, sometimes, we make certain decisions which lead us to irreversible conditions in our lives. Each and everyday, we advance an inch to our graves and so let us make the best of today in order not to regret some day to come. Very emotional and poetically expressed.
Isn't there forgiveness and some kind of reconciliation? Why be punished, be blamed by the past? This poem evokes compassion for the sufferer. A beautiful poem and well written. Enjoyed it.
Excellent way of presentation. She repents and realizes in a marvellous way. Exceptional writing.
When she felt she was unwanted She left the house unannounced Now she wonders if it was an excuse lame Knows quite well no one else but she is to blame never forget to quarrel....it make a blunter
Incensed with bitter feelings of life she left little did she realize she had to repent latter on......Valsa......this is an instance not an exception to her alone......one of the aspects of life well addressed here in such a lovely poem......outstanding
After quarreling her mind got resentment and her dreams were blurred by a diaphanous mist. She felt she was unwanted and left the house. This event is so sad and the later depiction is much heart rendering. A beautiful poem nicely executed.