The Dawn Poem by Chaitanya Deshpande

The Dawn



Come on Come on the sky is on
The master showing a beauteous dawn

Yesterday’s hill tips now can be seen
Icy-cool n’ soft wind, what it may mean?
O, Sun’s arrival to shed off seam
Twit’s sweet chirp, his entrance theme
The new day seeds are being sawn
The master showing a beauteous dawn

The golden greenery, new red leafs
Coppery water and darker deeps
The life is falling in drops on ground
It glitz and a new shade may found!
With purple yellowish and reddish brown
The master showing a beauteous dawn

Thousand, thousand O thousand shades
The life arising from dizzy beds
The sweet singing birds leaving nests
The calves searching mamma’s breasts
The life Queen wearing a conscience crown
The master showing a beauteous dawn

The working zone is back with charm
A paper boy with fresh new warm
The ringing bells and men with milk
An early walk in sunlight, silk
And warming ups on flowery lawn
The master showing a beauteous dawn

The dawn starts off a new day bright
May god bless us a pleasant sight
A joy n’ peace n’ pleasures a lot
Wars and quarrels we may forgot
And each rivalry may just… Gone!
The master showing a beauteous dawn

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarvesh Kulkarni 26 September 2008

This poem really invokes the feelings it expresses.Thank you very much for this wonderful poem.

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Malini Kadir 09 June 2007

this dawn is also a promise...... Promise of the dawn of a lovely poet new born!

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