Poetry Doth weep
Toil do I from morn to dawn,
Answer do I THE MONOTONOUS CALL,
For no one sees the plight I recall
As I do face life's endless storm.
Pity me not for my endless silent tears,
For yester year did once bring happy cheer,
When the day did not offer a lease of hour,
To wind up the day's wondered power
Youth thou did giveth me wing,
To fly upon my soul's desire
It was thou oh Fairies child that made me sing! !
Of life's golden
Today I sit elderly I guess? ?
Oh! but or a stolen moment o the past,
When I did rejoice of work well done.
A victim of boredom,
Memories pest
Uniformed in silence I watch the world pass,
As all those mingle in merriment's park.
Try do I to be a part,
Yet time and place hath made it's mark
No one's to blame I made the choice,
To live in boredom
Miseries child.
Copy rights: Poet Shanika Marini Paul
U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(CAMBRIDGE) Trained Teacher(IMSD)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Catchy title. My favourite line is Yet time and place hath made its mark Thanks for sharing.