hi. posting my new poetry.....STRENGTH giving the fingers to hold and making them to walk the little steps enriching the lives of their soul with everything possible to shape up the thoughts and modesty............ shown them the way to face adversity...to be strong to have peace and satisfaction in what they achieve.... poured out the emotions when they are sad and depressed giving back up by life's philosphy to let them survive ...to be practical did what as father i can do with time felt proud to be known as cultured offsprings with age..they knew what the life can give them... what i can give then now... they left me in old age home to be cared by someone... walking using my stick and seeing through glasses towards the main door... looking for my strength ..... rohit astroguru26
very ( ) "vast" imagination. reality ofcourse hurts. i assume this you have imagined(and also your previous poem "moments") btw in these lines... "... walking using my stick and seeing through glasses towards the main door... looking for my strength ....." what do you mean by 'strength' ? waiting for your reply...
here strength depicts the presence of my offsprings who can hold my hand at this hour of life..........to support me rohit astroguru26
