That golden moment when the world stands still,
Heart beats are calm,
Time pause a while.
But then the silence is broken,
By hushed wísphers
And rustling of harassed leaves.
Yet, it lingers still, faintly.
Hovering around like a fly,
Just to be allowed back.
But the golden pause is gone
The rare moment,
How awesome.
Unexpected it comes,
Unexpected it goes.
And we want it to stay longer,
For its awe presence gives an exalting tingle of pleasure.
Some say angels are passing and require solemnity,
Others say its when man stop to reflect on his life.
would have liken ''that golden moment'' to Night time, but for the latter part of your first stanza which decribes time as ''pausing for a while''-time never stops. again would av compared subject poem to death but for the fact that @ death which seem more like a sleep, heartbeat doesnt stay calm but totally stops beating. Aha! the golden moment, when 'angel walks past''....reminiscent of childhood jargons which evrytin seem to stop momentarily such that you can hear anothers heartbeat so to say.... nice work, great talent..keep penning down your tots...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I again liked this poem of yours. There are many golden moments depending on the life of the human is whose it is taking place but all of them are the same to experience. Just correct the spelling of 'rtay', to 'stay'. Anyways the poem is wonderful and awesome.