By the river I waited for the birds to come
To bring me leaves of romance,
Yet hours passed and none came
To the azure of light even a single one
With many sighs, I still hoped the bells will ring
To sing the songs I am longing to hear
Yet hours passed and none broke
The silence sitting in my heart
Wishful still, expectant, not surrendering,
Even for the last minutes of cascading grains
Even the hands of time say give up and don't wait
I waited to hear something for the changes
Changes on the waters of the lake yet none came...
Is it worthy to fight one more battle
When you know your knight had already surrendered?
Hopelessness is all the answer,
Uncertainties swirl with the winds and storm.
With the last dropp of grain realization came,
Saw a clearer picture of the small house by the river
Just us, a mother and her kids alone
Carving their own life on every walls
Plouging their own beautiful garden and smiling through the dawns...
Just the three of us by the river
03-17-10
Nice poem.I like it, specially for the positive thinking of the poet..Thanks Catrina..
poignant tale...the ending lines carry hope and resoluteness...10
A great poem and it has certainly captured the hearts of your readers. Your final two lines tie the poem in beautifully.
a beautiful narration leaving much to think about. marks 10, shan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful imagery xxx