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An ode to life

As I sit to write an ode
words fail to come afore
fleeting thoughts swim by
like white clouds against the blue sky

Though the eyes capture the sight
the mind fathom not the flight
Each cloud shares a story
of sunshine and rain; of laughter and gory

Who is to perish; who is to stay;
we shall be gone one day
Who are we to state
He is dark, she is fair
for even the dark cloud, as they say,
conceals a silver ray

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  1. Beautiful Uma!! I could so relate to this one :) Loved these lines "Who is to perish; who is to stay;
    we shall be gone one day
    Who are we to state
    He is dark, she is fair
    for even the dark cloud, as they say,
    conceals a silver ray"

  2. extremely good.....loved the poem
    keep writing.

  3. Who are we to state
    He is dark, she is fair
    for even the dark cloud, as they say,
    conceals a silver ray

    Wonderful lines Uma. I loved the way you rhymed. Though these lines look philosophical, it remains the eternal truth.

  4. Bliss. Bliss. Bliss. I totally want to spend such a day on my terrace.

  5. Simran: Thank u Thank u!!! :-D

    Radhika: Thank u soooooo much!!!

    Amma: WOW a comment from u!!!

    Sahana: Thanks a ton dear!

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  6. Wah, wah....bahut khoobsurat hai.
    Aur last 4 lines...absolutely laaajawab:-))!!!!

  7. bahut bahut shukriya Nancy!!! :-)))


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