The bells I hear ringing
The yells so near to us
A year’s heading to the dust
Flowers filling the empty floors
It’s another month to rejoice
The roads hazy and blue
Like primrose under the sun
Late hunters hustling to hunt;
Speakers spreading the season’s song
The bells are now roaring
Not too distant from our designed homes
Things done dead-dozen months still here done
Despite the times, Christmas is here with us
Rejoice O rejoice
The brown and the light
Clap and shout
That day is back again
Here comes that ill-less birth
That glorious kingship, in the manger
Thank you Rajnish Manga. I am grateful for your comment.
The winters are fast approaching with the fervor of festive season. Lovely poem suitable for the occasion. Thanks, Anthony.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Rajnish Manga. I am grateful for your comment.