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
- Woman With Parasol by Martin Willitts Jr.
- Sonnet 134: So, now I have confessed that he is thine by William Shakespeare
- The Copernican System by Thomas Chatterton
- Иван Варавва – Кубань
- I Hoed and Trenched and Weeded poem – A. E. Housman
- Jock O The Side poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Tell Me
- The Leaders Of The Crowd by William Butler Yeats
- Searching by Mike Yuan
- An Indian Love Song by Sarojini Naidu
- Robert Burns: Lines On The Author’s Death: Written With The Supposed View Of Being Handed To Rankine After The Poet’s Interment
- Childless Woman by Sylvia Plath
- Sonnet To Henry Cowper, Esq. by William Cowper
- A Human Being Needs Strong Tea
- All Saints Day 1868
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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).
