( Wishing you the best of the season. The poem is symbolic of life and nature. )
Whirlpool goes round and round, Destiny crawls to new ground, All new in different shapes, A transitory affair with a new phase.
A new finding, a new sail, Life is on a smoochy trail, But unlocked fear treads, On nature’s furious bed, Human life never capsizes By deadly traumas and tremors.
World is an iconic whirlpool, Never stoops to a human school, It dents, withers or grows to top, The flips and flops never stop.
Thank you for listening. I come again with another poem from ‘Serenading Poems Part One’ Goodbye!
