With midnight far behind and gleams increase,
And sunrise hints of slowly breaking out,
The night decided to soon end its lease,
As now alarmed roosters begin to shout
Of dawn, while Yesterday leaves, out of reach,
And sands of Time unload from Future's quay,
Towards Forever that the moments breach,
And crop Eternity of one more day;
But promises that need tomorrow's light,
To gild each dawn with lustrous hopes and dreams,
Could give miserable and sorry plight,
Once empty, morrows come, of sweets and creams;
.......The dawn that makes all aspirations bloom,
.......Could also bring forth truth that spells of gloom.
'But promises that live on tomorrows, Do gild each dawn with lustrous hopes and dreams'.....Beautiful lines! ! Enjoyed the poem and thanks for the comment! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Easy form and a fine balance of light and dark. Very nice.