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
- A Catalpa Tree On West Twelfth Street poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Madonna of the Evening Flowers poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- There is a Candle in your Heart by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- To – – – – –
- Sonet 58 by William Alexander
- The Beggar by William Ellery Leonard
- My Springs by Sidney Lanier
- Robert Burns: O, Were I On Parnassus Hill:
- Robert Burns: On Elphinstone’s Translation Of Martial’s Epigrams:
- Стефан Малларме – О, зеркало
- Mozart’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- The Portrait by Siegfried Sassoon
- Олег Бундур – Гроза
- Locksley Hall poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Георгий Иванов – Так тихо гаснул этот день
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).
