Whilst the lot around is ominous and dark,
Trust one day, brightness will dawn.
Every unexciting autumn changes into enchanting spring
And every dark cloud has thin snow-white coating.
Wishy-washy life will give place to hope,
And blooming life, hopefully, will come hopping
Infusing verve and vitality in every being.
Change that brings misery in its wake ,
Tests our will power and what it takes,
To live to tell the tale.
And wait for better days for a change,
Change in the river course due to nature’s furry
Takes away the land with all its fertility
Changing the geographical limit of a place
And with it, the history attached with its virulent current
To bottomless confines of an ocean.
Spiritual knowledge brings one near to Almighty God
Negative mindset negates everything possessed
And may deprive a person of his sanity
Resulting in loss of face and self-purity
Ageing brings changes since egg in womb once gets fertile
Passing the added stages of life
Transiting through ups and downs of time
And to the end by leaving the body inert.
Harbans Khajuria
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Thank you a million for visiting my blog and liking my poem entitled ‘Change’. Change is a spice of life. Stagnant life is no life at all. Anyhow thanks.