(Once my mother looked at me with very superior eyes
And said with utter certainty,
"May your vision someday transform into foresight!")
1
Today, the complete appearance of the full moon
will illuminate every corner of darkness.
In the heart of illness,
the power of assurance will glimmer
through the twinkling little stars.
Removing the veil of poison,
the covering of the mind will spontaneously dissolve,
And with a sharp desire, once more,
the pride of golden ancestral words will be resurrected.
2
Today, the bright full moon
may cast its radiance everywhere.
It's an opportunity! On the honeycomb,
honey dew drips from honey bees.
Let's sharpen my tongue a little,
In pursuit of new words,
the saliva of my eloquent tongue paves a long path!
3
Trimming the deceptive net of foolishness,
Elevate the sound of profound meanings in the realm of life!
May it shake the vast body of globalization,
And establish a touching center in the realm of untouchability.
My mother said,
"My words will someday touch the heights of the blue sky,
And my simple vision will transform into a foresight of well-being!"
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Author:
Mottakeenur Rehman (
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Comments3
i guess maybe your mother was right lol .. your words are very beautiful .. what a lovely tender poem 🙂 enjoyed reading this
Another great poem - with such imaginative use of language.
Thanks !
Very inspirational! You are a force for good!
Thanks!
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