Rounds Of Sufferings Comments

....I love this poem....wish you would share another poem with me :)

Level headed and balanced in the height of joy and the nadir of adversity! This kind of equanimity of mind is what is needed to face life! Joys and sorrows of life are fleeting experiences and the pendulam keeps swinging from one to the other! Great write, Kanav!

lovely expression...I was delighted after reading your poems after a long lag.....suffering never stays, the moon waxes from nothing to bright orb....life like seasons changes, ...a lovely depiction of this transition...

Spring comes and goes Autumn comes and goes Life comes and goes So also sufferings and blessings Permanent is nothing Even great civilisation reduced to ashes And the mighty Sun sometimes feels his gloominess...... great piece from a great poet.........

In autumn dies even the prettiiest flower, wow yes, a winsome impresive metaphors poem. So nice to read u again.

In the cyclic rotation of seasons, spring will pave way to winter and vice versa. The same is the case with joys and sorrows. Life's pendulam will swing from one to the other.... and we have to face life as such..! . A great poem with philosophical ruminations

sufferings never stay...they change like seasons change.....nothing is constant.......all these facts are v nicely portrayed in your poem....life is a vicious circle and we all are entangled in it, , , , its upto us whether to leave it or live in it happily....... enjoyed thoroughly

Perceptions of life vary and the flood and the ebb of our life ever educate us. The saga of life is a perennial one and as we look back a clearer vision might emerge at each stage of our life. Your poem is an insightful reading into the spells of suffering for all of us Kanav.

A thought provoking poem once again from your pen. Beautiful flow of words. Facts of life... No sun rays are ever same, Gloominess and happiness take turns in playing, like seasons they keep on changing...........Loved reading each captivating lines...

when autumn arrives, dies even the prettiest flower....true, nice heart touching lines totally love this :)

A sense that we all have our season in the sun as we feel the light shining from our souls with youth on our side. But there will be a time when our nearest and dearest are gone and darkness will fall and it will be such a struggle to stand tall. A magnificent unfolding of a life lived and then the slow decline of spirit and strength to the conclusion that our light will eventually flicker and die! I love this thought provoking and superb write! !