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
- Beautiful City poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- When Gassy Thompson Struck It Rich by Vachel Lindsay
- To the Lord Generall Cromwell May 1652 poem – John Milton poems
- Tree and Sky by Siegfried Sassoon
- Tube Station
- To The Rev. Mr. Newton, On His Return From Ramsgate by William Cowper
- Komori by T. Wignesan
- Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me. by Walt Whitman
- The Chambermaid’s First Song by William Butler Yeats
- In Praise Of England poem – Alfred Austin
- Fiesta Melons by Sylvia Plath
- Николай Заболоцкий – Слепой
- The Silence by Wendell Berry
- The gypsy song by Sunil Sharma
- Михаил Кузмин – Утешение
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).
