Before it is time,
even the night will not come
although the sleepy, peeping birds
are sometimes deceived
by dusk’s lurking shadows.
Even the day will not come
before it is time,
but the dew will water its path
and wait patiently on leaves.
.
And, even if we may blow candles
every year, death will not come,
and the wax will not melt away
into a faceless heap, before it is time.
Just as my muse will not come,
wandering as a pigeon
and drop a sentence, a twig,
in my balcony, before it is time.
Copyright ©: Minal Sarosh
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Clouds by Philip Levine
- Наум Коржавин – Люди пашут каждый раз опять
- Grandmother’s Teaching poem – Alfred Austin
- God lay dead in heaven by Stephen Crane
- Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief by William Shakespeare
- Stretch Mark Cream – How Creams Help Remove Stretch Marks
- In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad poem – A. E. Housman
- once i saw a old man’s shop by tulip
- Ольга Берггольц – Ленинградская осень
- Robert Burns: Compliments Of John Syme Of Ryedale: Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter.
- Insect039s Nest
- The Call To Arms In Our Street by Winifred Mary Letts
- I Won, You Lost by Philip Levine
- Алексей Жемчужников – Зимнее чувство
- Федор Тютчев – Князю Горчакову
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
