Draw the blinds, Time
Its time enough and enough
Time to grieve: I do not want
The sun to weighten closed lids;
I do not want the light to numb
My sight; for me, it is yet night.
Draw the blinds, Time
Its time enought and enough
Time to accept and not weep.
There is a calm about intense grief
That frees the spirit; the spirit
That cannot bear anymore.
Now, Time, draw the blinds,
Daylight has come on tiptoe.
Dawn will flicker into day:
And the pain will finally go.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Almost has an Emily Dickenson flavor. The thought is well expressed. Read mine – In Answer to Her Letter – Adeline
loved it, words and expressions are too good.happy to read it, structure of the poem is absolutely fantastic.keep it up! May God Bless You! ! ! ! ! !
a beautiful way of addressing the cycle of grief, i like the cohesive structure between stanzas and how each focuses on different periods of the cycle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem I've felt like this myself