To measure stress there is no gage
When I am too nervous to brood
The WEB works to my advantage
As for my thoughts it gives me food
An adolescent sober like a sage
Is graceful to cheer up my mood
So outstanding is her teenage
Gentle and noble her girlhood
She has a crystal clear image
Of the difference between evil and good
Her thoughts’ bird not to be shut in a cage
Her identity is to be out of wood
So impressed I was by her page
To pay homage to her I stood
Very beautiful, sensitive poetry.
good verses.. and intersting... like your way of expression... hope you go through my poems too and let me know about your comments
beautiful tribute
Sensitive poetry...
A beautiful poem ,Iqbal! Ali
what a tribute.... you should be proud of this one.... well done
Iqbal! It's me Jessica! This poem is very sweet. I'm so sorry for not keeping better touch with you. As I once said, friendship is a treasure no matter what the age. I would love to hear from you again. I hope you and your family are well. Sincerly, Jess xo