Limerick- -34 (Polturam's Routine : August)

Poem By SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

When the pall of gloom overcasts my mind
And at cross roads bewildered I stand
I tell myself
This shall pass

When my mind is full of fear
And I find no single soul to share
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When darkness invades my abode
And there is not even a ray of light inside
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When my burdens weigh heavier than I can bear
And when no one around seems to care
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When storm clouds gather in the sky
And my tensions rise high
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When the road ahead stretches strenuous
And the distance makes me nervous
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When those I love and trust let me down
And look upon me with scorn and frown
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When misfortunes flow in torrent
And am caught in the eddying current
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When the cycle of seasons keep changing
Life, from sorrows to joy will surely be shifting
Let us wait for the pendulum to have its full swing
And let our hopes heavenward steadily wing!

Love will again fill the air
Doves of peace will coo in pair
The wintry chill will lose its frosty bite
Spring will come on wings like a sprite


‘‘Nevertheless, the hilltop hour
Would not be half so wonderful
Were there no dark valleys to traverse"
Helen Keller's words resonate in my ears

Comments about Limerick- -34 (Polturam's Routine : August)

Misfortune flows in life but it does not last for long time. We feel and see that fortune blooms as peer time's flow and new hope arises. Cycle of seasons go on changing and love fills the air. Doves sing amazingly. This poem is very beautiful. Reading this again and again I get immense pleasure.
When the pall of gloom overcasts my mind And at cross roads bewildered I stand I tell myself This shall pass this is the key point. every thing we experience will pass. tony very fine poem dear Valsa. thank you. tony
Such a lovely poem of Hope.I come back to read it again and again.
When the burdens weigh heavier than you can bear, you like it to pass over. You have much trust on God and God has made this sky. When the cycles seasons change, doves sing eagerly the song of God.This poem expresses your devotion as well as perception towards nature. By seeing nature and feeling God we forget about all burdens.
Love will again fill the air Doves of peace will coo in pair The wintry chill will lose its frosty bite Spring will come on wings like a sprite...... very inspiring lines. I love these lines. A beautiful poem is amazingly shared.


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