man is the best creation of God
blessed with wisdom
intelligently gifted...
like a grass...he grows
to cover and protect...
like a flower...he blooms
gives life to my eyes
like a bird, , he flies
picks twig and explores...
like a moon...he shines
guiding the sailor's way home...
like a lake...he stays
nourishes living lilies
like an ocean..blue and deep
whirlpool... vortex are great
intelligence be viewed..not be kept
as poetic minds never sleep...
Poetic minds never sleep and man is god's best creation words of a poet blessed a lady lovely work regards
Unfortunately.................... i have to agree................God is wise
u are right Grace, poetic minds never sleep, and they should'nt. or else we wont be reading your wonderful poems.............kepp it up
a wonderful simile poem...a nice thought of a poet about the poets....10
man is the best creation of God blessed with wisdom intelligently gifted... like a grass...he grows to cover and protect....... Thank God oldie has realised the fact late in the life that men are gifted with rare intellegence and wisdom..He is meant to protect the womanfalk at home.. nice written and conveyed the message....10 Goldie I wrote.. air the love.. and sincere prayers
lovely images, sensitive poem. you have, as Mark says captured the very essence of life.10 Mamta
This is why man is called a superior being among all the creations.
Life is gift of God, and man is his beautiful creation, and he is lucky to be at earth, you may read my post...i am love, ......, but you words are flowing and getting momentum everty step.......i am getting ripple of smile over my face
Even in showers the words flow with the water At breakfast letters emerge at my cup's corner. In my soup bowl chains of phrases strings at the noodles. I am a poet or just a crazy lady on the page? ? ? Lolzz! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! lovely poem........10+++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My Lady I am in agreement with you! Even in my bed, my mind remains active and I think about the lines of my poem and try to think how to better express my self in rhyme! This happened before I wrote my, - 'Harlem Blues', I am not sure if it has been read by you? On page no.2, Thank you! 10! -Raj Nandy