#PoetryParlour #AZatPP#day18#R
Reflection
An old wrinkled man,
With his creased skin,
And numerous lines,
In his face,
Becomes a living reflection,
Of a life, almost spent.
But if,
Another reflection of his life,
Is taken into consideration,
Then it can be seen that,
A value is attached ,
To his seemingly feeble existence,
As he has seen and endured so much,
And still remained.
.
His mere presence,
Is a reflection,
Of the triumph of the human soul,
And is a teaching,
About how adversities can be harnessed.
And the posterity,
Can learn from him,
A lesson or two,
About how to stand tall in darkness.
Beautiful
Yes, mostly we take people at face value.
‘How to stand tall in darkness’! This is so good
Beautiful poem, Indrani. 💚💚💚Loved the last line.
Beautifully written
Lovely!
Beautiful, dear💚💚