The Deserted Moon Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
The Deserted Moon
As she is a widow,
She is the deserted moon,
She is like the setting Sun
In the afternoon..
A few moments left
To scatter away
The remaining brightness
Of her womanhood..
Into the valley of darkness,
Into the Zone of nothingness
Into the arena where
Dreams seldom kiss the eyes
Into the arena where
Rains of desire
Seldom fills the heart,
Into the arena where
Rainbows of hope
Seldom crown the cloud.
Except for the Death
Everyone hugs her
Like hailstones from above.
Except for the Death Everyone hugs her Like hailstones from above. Truly written, nice poem on a widow's wretched life.
Into the arena where Dreams seldom kiss the eyes Into the arena where Rains of desire Seldom fills the heart, Into the arena where Rainbows of hope Seldom crown the cloud. Beautiful description of deserted life of a widow. Thanks for the poem. 10 marks.
Nice poem with beautiful imagery. Loved the lines.. Into the arena where Dreams seldom kiss the eyes Into the arena where Rains of desire Seldom fills the heart, Into the arena where Rainbows of hope Seldom crown the cloud. Except for the Death Everyone hugs her Like hailstones from above. Thanks for this poem.10 marks.
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Into the arena where Dreams seldom kiss the eyes Into the arena where Rains of desire Seldom fills the heart, Into the arena where Rainbows of hope Seldom crown the cloud. Beautiful description of deserted life of a widow.sir thanks for shairing this poem......10++++