A tiny little flower let;
Whilst having no connect with it's vine,
Yet Blooms!
Whilst having no connect with it's vine,
Yet Blooms!
Thinking Naught,
Whether anyone would even Bother,
Giving not a Thought;
How soon it might actually Wither,
The Bud Yet Blooms!
Giving not a Thought;
How soon it might actually Wither,
The Bud Yet Blooms!
It shoots while the sun rises,
Fades away while the sun sets.
And in between;
The Bud Yet Blooms!
Fades away while the sun sets.
And in between;
The Bud Yet Blooms!
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Penned by,
K R Shashank (K.R.S)
ಹೂವರಳುವುದು ತನ್ಮಕರಂದವ ಕಾಣದಿರೆ ।
ReplyDeleteಅರಳುವುದು ತನ್ಸೊಬಗಿನ ಸೊಕ್ಕೆಣಿಸದಿರೆ ॥
ಅರಳಿ ಬಾಡುವುದು ಜೊತೆಜೊತೆಯಲಿ ನೇಸರದಿಂ ।
ಪರಿಮಳವ ಚಲ್ಲಿ ಎಲ್ಲರಂ ಸಂತೈಸುತ ॥
ಅದ್ಭುತ! ನಾಲ್ಕು ಸಾಲುಗಳಲಿ ಸಾರಾಂಶ ಶೇಖರಣೆ;
Deleteದುಂಬಿಯು ಮಾಡುವಂತೆ ಹೂವಿಂದ ಮಕರಂದದ ಸಂಗ್ರಹಣೆ.
👍 A first step to reach out William Wordsworth. His poetry Daffodils may help
ReplyDeleteJust went through the poem. How beautifully the thoughts are captured in words! Thank you for suggesting.
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