The Day - Lesson Poem by Vidi Writes

The Day, recur every year
To consolidate the past
And foresee the prospect.
I regard it to the core.

I don’t prefer any pageantry
Need no candles and guest entry
Still I need one thing
I regard it to the core

I don’t ask for gold and diamond
Forgo even the warmth and hold
Still I need one thing
I regard it to the core

I accept all excuses and pleas
I ignore even the absence
Still I need one thing
I regarded it to the core.

Let me break the suspense related
It’s a Rose all I need!
Never any can grasp, gives all excuses
I regard it to the core.

The vibrant color, its essence
Hallucination, its fragrance
A touch of sensation from Rose
I regard it to the core.

When invested in worldly affairs
The loss brings melancholy
Silence teaches to willing, a serenity
I regard it to the core.

Now, if I am not offered with the rose
When the 'wait' yeilds no result
This day at last, teaches me tranquility
I regard it to the core.

-vidi-
19-04-08