Patience is the father of hope,
with much patience, the young bud
blossoms into the gorgeous rose
and refreshes the whole Earth,
with the aroma of rosy rose.
Patience is the light of the world,
with much patience; the infant ray
turns into the glittering radiance
and envelops the whole Earth,
with the balmy love of affiliation
Patience is the humming bees,
with much patience, the young bees
accumulates the nectar from flowers
and produces the saccharine honey
for the whole Earth to taste its ecstasy.
Patience is the heart of the lovers
with much patience, the pure lovers
wait for each other eternally forever
and ignites the esteem for each other,
with the inborn hope of get-together.
Copyright 2002 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviewed by serenety L (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2003
Patience is one of the most difficult things to learn...
Loved the last lines.
S
"Patience is the heart of the lovers
with much patience, the pure lovers
wait for each other eternally forever
and ignites the esteem for each other,
with the inborn hope of get-together. "
Loved this!
Patience is a virtue, as one had said
and thus it becomes a thoery.
It always was meant in that manner.
Just as the thoery of the gravity,
the apple always falls to the ground.
It always have been said that way.
Good thought-prvoking piece!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on July 12, 2003
Bhuwan,
Such wisdome and gentleness a teacher you are and a poet of excellence.
"Patience is the light of the world,
with much patience; the infant ray
turns into the glittering radiance
and envelops the whole Earth,
with the balmy love of affiliation "
Your words are always gentle instruction in theses ones..
Love N Luck My poet Friend.....
Love PJ
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on July 12, 2003
Bhuwan, you write with a beautiful flair. Your fine grasp of knowledge and writing ability are so great. I enjoy all your poetry. I looked at the picture. Lady seems to be sitting alone ... Does she have any hope? Hope so. Great write. Bill Murray
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Loved the last lines.
S
with much patience, the pure lovers
wait for each other eternally forever
and ignites the esteem for each other,
with the inborn hope of get-together. "
Loved this!
*Marlene*
An absolutely beautiful and profound piece. I'm glad you posted it again.
~Chrissie
I thank You.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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"Patience is the father of hope." Indeed it is.
and thus it becomes a thoery.
It always was meant in that manner.
Just as the thoery of the gravity,
the apple always falls to the ground.
It always have been said that way.
Good thought-prvoking piece!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)
Such wisdome and gentleness a teacher you are and a poet of excellence.
"Patience is the light of the world,
with much patience; the infant ray
turns into the glittering radiance
and envelops the whole Earth,
with the balmy love of affiliation "
Your words are always gentle instruction in theses ones..
Love N Luck My poet Friend.....
Love PJ