Mourning the Past, Embracing the Present – a Micro Poetry

Along life’s winding path, I lost some, I gained some;What was lost, I did mourn some; what stayed, I have become.With few regrets for the faded past, few tears for what took flight,I embraced all that I found, and held it tight.

WORLD WON’T BOTHER

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. – William Wordsworth Happy world poetry day to all, today I will be sharing few poems, both old and new. Let’s start the day with this one called “World Won’t Bother.” You can live one way or dieContinueContinue reading “WORLD WON’T BOTHER”

THE DAY WITHOUT PAIN

The pain stayed in my body rent free,The hurt bound my soul in the chain,Wetness in my eyes desired the day without pain The suffering broke my will to live,Not just physical I felt mental strain,Couldn’t wait for the day without pain. The life wanted me to scream, but I laughed,It made me go mad,ContinueContinue reading “THE DAY WITHOUT PAIN”