Steal some time for the elders;
From the busy wrist watch’s borders;
Fetch the time whenever fit;
To avoid them feel a tattered coat upon a stick…!!
They’re the wines which get costlier by time;
They’re the trees under which shadow; one finds relief;
Though they look thin and pale;
They are the engine of our rail…!!
As bud sproutes before a flower;
As minute comes before an hour
Remain ahead will always they;
We will leg behind forever…!!
~Manish Verma
Jaipur, India
its nice ..I liked it :) created magic from words. :)
I liked it
…created magic from words
Manish you are wonderful.
Thank u :) Some kind of people like u can understand my feelings.
Awesome
Thanks Asif bhai…:)
Well done Manish. :) your words are doing magic as we classmates used to say but you never believed. its nice to see your writing here.
Thank u Sonali…:)
Thank you Sonali…