In midst of sorrow, we shan’t linger in what we have lost,
But to ponder the great things our
lost have allowed us to realize,
And that is living is precious.
We will meet them in time,
In the meantime live life with vigor
For they who have perished lived
their lives to bring smiles to
And, unknowingly to yours too.
Hello Readers, once again another brutal fatality has occurred and the most upsetting part of it is the innocent lives they have claimed. To all the victims this is a short musing/ poem I have written to remember them.
Some people are like stars,
They shine in what they are not in who they are,
Even in the darkness they find the light,
they find hope and they live to see others appreciate their glory,
Once in a while they fly to inspire dreams,
they make people believe,
And before they die their radiance glows the brightest
in selflessness, they breathe
until the last breath but not before lighting ardor in people’s heart.
Dear readers, thank you for giving my thoughts and musings/poems a chance. I have never been a natural poet. Here’s my attempt at developing a better relationship with words. This poem is for all those people who are the light in the life of others and the people who are precious to me in my life. They remind me of the brightest stars out there and they give me so much hope when I feel like I can’t go on anymore. I feel very grateful and lucky to have these people in my life.