10 Jan 2009
Post by santhi
Birth makes us jubilant, we celebrate
Growth gives us hope, we accelerate
Death generates pain, we turn desperate
It is so simple, why we exaggerate?
One day sun may split into pieces
Stars won’t twinkle or moon appear
Lands vanish, gulped by oceans
The universe swallowed as predicted
Let the earth exist or extinct
Yet we humans strive and thrive
That is the spirit, the driving force
As Life is too precious to waste
Every child is a parents’ hope
Every day is an added bonus
Every need is a lead to deeds
Every dream is a seed to sprout
From the genes we inherit our nature
From the world we learn to be mature
Till the end we need a heart to nurture
A heart that holds love as its gesture
1 Comments
Loved this poem Mrs. Krishnan