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
- William Cullen Bryant – William Cullen Bryant
- Lately our poets by Walter Savage Landor
- Libation
- Conscience by Walter William Safar
- Robert Burns: To Alex. Cunningham, ESQ., Writer: Ellisland, Nithsdale, July 27th, 1788.
- To A Child Dancing In The Wind by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Корнилов – Лермонтов
- silence.html
- The Bird Has Vanished by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Remorse For Intemperate Speech by William Butler Yeats
- Ballade Of Truisms by William Ernest Henley
- Олег Григорьев – С длинным батоном под мышкой
- To an Intra-mural Rat by Marianne Moore
- Robert Burns: Extempore In The Court Of Session:
- Otho The Great – Act V poem – John Keats poems
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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).
