Kanishka SricharanPratap

Silver Star - 3,804 Points (08.12.1962 / Cuttack, Odisha, India)

Drip - Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Drip the sorrows
As tears
From the eyes.

Drip the memories
As fragrance
From the mind.

Drips the leaf
As bud
From the trees.

Drips the rain
As river
From the clouds.

But
Drips the age
As morning
From the bodies,

The morning at the next world!
The time of our departure!


Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death


Comments about Drip by Kanishka SricharanPratap

  • K.Bit (12/1/2018 8:04:00 AM)

    Wow...beautiful thought of life (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2018

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 1, 2018


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