If you still like to get wet in rain,
Every bird if to you sings as sweet,
If floral fragrance is rare treat,
Talking to stars never be in vain,
If you like chasing sprightly rivers,
Every hill looks an inviting friend,
Tempting, tracking on un-trodden land,
If you love waves, moonlit night's silvers,
Feel at home all alone by yourself,
Each day if opens up a new page
On which to write wisdom of your age,
If you fall in love with odds on shelf,
Rejoice wild as only you still can,
A child still thrives in you along man.
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A sonnet set in anapaest meter
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Musings | 01.05.16 |
Let me welcome your feedback, some comments always reinforce the poet in you. Thank you Bernard Asuncion.
Birds like to get wet in rain and every bird sings sweetly. Every flower may not give fragrance but many give it to all. An interesting poem is very brilliantly penned. This is an excellent sharing done.
Perhaps an old man like me knows how important is it to keep the child within alive. Thank you Kumarmani Mahakul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Rejoice wild as only you still can, A child still thrives in you along man.'....lovely encouragement to the longing persons...very thoughtfully crafted
Yet another old piece, though not so old, thanks for the feedback.