I am going with it,
Nineteen hundred sixty.
Going and going
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We share the same birth year. We must always be going. There is no stop where we are going.
A poet dies just like other ordinary persons BUT he becomes immortal WITH his poems, because poems never die, they survive all things and become immortal. Excellent Poem, I so admire. Thank you for sharing.
I read a few poems, but my attention was again drawn to this one. As Frost said 'I have miles to go before I sleep'.
A novel birthday poem coming from a unique pen, abd agree, going on is another name for life.
to nature flows its ever lasting cycles, a good poem from a great poets +++++
Gajanan, I believe that your birth poem will propel you into many great futures. A multitude of birthdays! ! ! ! ! !
Dear Mishra sir, it is a great ode to your birth year 1960 having insightful depiction and nice diction. You are a soul and hence you have to take birth and death. God is a supreme soul who is above birth and death. He never comes to the cycle of birth and date. Thanks for sharing.
Even I travel with you the great 1960! Beautifully captured the significance of 1960. Thanks for sharing such a lovely poem.
Even I travel with you the great 1960! Beautifully captured the significance of 1960.
Impressive. Very skillful poet-crafh. thanks sharing....
My year, too! I'll admit, I'm kind of partial to it. And your poem is wonderful. I might've added ellipsis to the end, but I happen to like ellipsis; I fully realize they just bug most people. Well done! 10
Verily, even if anyone says to stop, we can't as time waits for none......10
I like the dynamic idea of going and going, never stopping, always writing. M. Walker.
You are just a boy. Wait to you show all your color.