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
- All The Time In The World by Shel Silverstein
- Approach Of Winter by William Carlos Williams
- Not marble nor the guilded monuments (Sonnet 55) by William Shakespeare
- Юнна Мориц – Мой подвал
- The man with the blue eye by Neelam Shah
- Вера Павлова – Твоя хладность
- To The Lord Falkland
- Ballade Of His Books poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Валерий Брюсов – И снова давние картины
- Anthem For Good Fryday by William Strode
- Story of a Drunk by Violet Uram
- St. Francis of Assisi by Vachel Lindsay
- When the universe speaks by Preeth Nambiar
- Souvenirs of Democracy. by Walt Whitman
- A Statesman’s Holiday by William Butler Yeats
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).
