Laughing demons were deep blue
Sky was frightened on the skyward
Scorching sunbeam marched on
The dusty yellow leafs were diffused
A sparrow was crying somewhere
Breezes were walking silently
Time was settled into the legs
Like the roots of a large tree
Nothing happened but a train left
And she was inside the train
Poem 03
Book 'Affluent Love- The Silent Killer' February 2012
Copyright Writer
Adarsha Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 978-984-8875-33-9
Time was settled into the legs Like the roots of a large tree. So good lines...10+ for them...Brishti Mazumdar
a beautiful poem that artistically brings in color, imagery and nature into masterly effect...
So much compressed into so few words! Wonderful! People come and go out of our lives, Sun rises and sets, rain falls and stops; though certain moments remain etched forever in our memories, in an overall sense all that happens is just as per the expected order of the universe.
beautiful. it sounds so lonely, and i love the section about the breeze. well done. With respect, Abby
Nothing went off, a train left And she was into the train., , , , , ns lidw goes on with or without companion. it is real life... beautifull y said.....10
it was a wonderful poem.what ever happens life has to go on it does not stop well done keep it up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A picture painted, Of an hot dry still afternoon Numb in limb he stands Watching the train pullout, Strokes of blue brown & black A sad and stricken heart & face, All with the brush of Poetry! Brought to mind so many Rustic stations, distant places And many of our own goodbyes! A very true picture painted With heart and soul and pain. Angel