In response to Heathcote’s comment on my poem “When I die I won’t turn to Dust…”
Riding the Wind...
We ride the wind in this world,
to fly high and aspire at once
for those upper echelons of human spirit;
To gain in this world a supreme knowledge
of all the mysteries of this life
to carry with us till the end of our time;
To share it with the others of our kind;
To live to fullest till the death doth us claim
and depart to other world with this
realization that we have
given our best to the world,
And have got enriched in return...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UO), India
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
19.01.2010
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2010-01-19 at 14:11
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