Me, My Author... Poem by Varsha M
Me, My Author...
White are pages of life
Until we ink it dark
I'm the author
I choose
To frame
My Life.
Maybe at this very time
Hour doesn't seem
In my favor, doesn't
Mean I'm dead
Forever.
Time is very dicey guy
Impossible to chain
In our little brain
For its always
The free bird.
We are author of our life so we should keep sensibly write and live life.
I think time is in Your favour with Good poetry. Congrats for being the second poet In the world of PH
Nice imagery about a man and his equations with time. Thoughtfully configured as under: Hour doesn't seem / In my favor.. ..doesn't.. Mean I'm dead / Forever.
We are author of our life so we should keep sensibly write and live life./// yeah; right the note is; excellently written the poem is
A wonderful poem! Yes time is a free and independent guy.. pragmatic expression! A very creditable piece of work. I adore both the authors for such a nice conceptualization...5 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 11:43:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A well penned poem..... Truly brilliant and splendid....5 stars*****