White Or Black Hair Poem by Payal Priya
White Or Black Hair
Rating: ★5.0
My hair isn't white -
A sign of sagacity,
Which comes with age.
Far from the shores of wisdom,
I donot claim to know,
The world and it's ways.
But my heart beats,
Pouring passions through pen.
Dreams mix with ink,
To colour the page.
With honest feelings
Which needs no garb
Knows no shame.
A not-so-wise novice,
With black hair.
Friday, April 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: old age ,passion,poem,poetry,wisdom,youth
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4/27/2024 1:43:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Pouring passions through pen, dreams mix with Ink! I loved this Payal, again a beautifully constructed idea written with skill,
Glad that you liked it Daniel.Thanks for the comment.