FIRE FIGHTER
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( POEM )
Why are you doing this, running your life?
With your batter and twisted rise.
Tell me not, in mournful number,
The soul will become dead, if u get slumber.
Life is not an empty dream__,
And things are not what they seem.
Many said that, this could not be done,
May be it could not, but he would be one.
He would never have said to be tired,
And always ready to play with fire.
He would have the courage like a lion,
He is such a man of such high on.
When thing are getting so much harder,
He could never give up and jump over the hurdles.
You would just embrace his pain,
He will be able to bring a fame.
How much pain he has gain in his fame,
World will never try to probe in his spane.
Their struggle is battling with their goal,
Like a falcon around his prey make a scroll.
They have kept one thing in mind,
That world is nothing without shine.
They have been rotten with the death,
But will keep their morale in with the depth.
They have aims so much high,
Like a falcon in the sky.
Throughout the night they fight with tears,
But they come with spoiling their fear.
They are unique along with their spell,
To bring the world out of its hell.
This reading will make you show,
Words have chosen with my bow.
(ROYAL FALCON)
Comments
thank u so ,,,,,IRIS ,,,,4 ur such highly appreciative remarks
I see your poem not just as a poem about the firefighters. I think it's for all those who do their work every day and those who have to solve the problems of the circumstances of their life.
It's again an impressive piece of writing, a beautiful poem with a deep sense. It's motivating, too
Thanks for sharing.
thank u so much( Rahul paa g,,,,,,n Dara gino sir) 4 appreciating my piece of work
Bahut bahut shukriya, Royal Falcon. From this nice poem from my friend, Falcon, let's greet the brave men of the civil defense all over the world. Thanks for sharing.