You, the Sunflower, hugging the Sunny hours;
Attract bees in quite a gracious way,
But the snowy winter at last showers -
Requiem they sing and beauty decays.
I fortify memories with love and rhyme,
I fight with a pen against Tyrant time,
Love i suppress - not a heinous crime,
Platonic it is; but sometime declines.
I pray for your eternal summer,
But this sphere itself devours it's fruits,
May you have dandies and fair charmers;
Even the Grand Oak reeks its root.
The face that nature itself has painted,
Those beauty spots, that remained untainted;
The smile that leave your cheeks dented,
But all decays that from time has rented.
Those lined eyes glazed with glee,
Never opened the gates to your bosom,
But through the poet, you shall see,
Not the Rose but Love's rarest blossom.
You'll grow old and your limbs will tire,
When beauty will reek none will admire,
Neither the fool nor the Sire,
This rhyme will stay - But bodies expire.
Interesting poem Debasish.. Thanks for sharing.. ______________ 'You'll grow old and your limbs will tire, When beauty will reek none will admire, Neither the fool nor the Sire, This rhyme will stay - But bodies expire.' Did you have Andrew Marvel's 'To His Coy Mistress' in mind when you wrote these lines? ? _____ A nice work.. Thanks :)
Thanks for reading, i wrote these lines keeping in mind, those people who values beauty more than inner grace.
i wrote this poem keeping in mind, those people who are basically snob and values beauty more than inner grace...thanks for reading
Sunflower is very lovely and affectionate. Choosing nice title you have done right description. Wonderful poem shared really...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful piece of poetry depicting the essence of external beauty and it's shortcomings, well articulated and nicely penned. I like the rhyme scheme of the poem. A lovely piece indeed. Thanks for sharing Debashish.