The bird is gone
The tree is now asleep.
The waves are calm,
The tide is now over.
The room is empty
The traveller has gone.
It is all a whispering light,
The shadow hasn't left.
The flower hath fallen,
It was only dawn.
The sun was young
But it was soon twilight.
He too had a world,
He too had a lingering dream.
Before the bud was open
It was to meet the winds.
He inched towards death,
His world was no more lit.
Prayers served a passing wind,
Life was soon into broken strings.
The game was finally lost,
The heart sank into silence.
The bird hath finally flown
And a few feathers in the cage remain.
Rains are over now,
The valley hath fallen ito silence.
And in the whispering air
A song of dreams allures.
A heart wrenching poem from a talented poet. The imagery is superb and the poem will linger in my heart for a long time.....10 love Karin
Feathers left, shadows of remembrence, some just catch the early train in life.
well structured poem.........poignant feelings. But I think this could have been reduced atleast by one stanza for a better effect.
such a poignant poem shared yet marvelously written.....To fight against a deadly disease is so hard and accepting the truth that life is to end that way is much devastating to the patient more to the love ones.....yet after so many hardships and pains due to illness, death is the silence and calmness of all........... 10/10
fine poem. the ending is good.. i like it.. very much.
we all expect to die but if one so young faces death, it is all the more painful especially to the parents.... there is a peacefullness in the poem, a resignation even, and faith remains strong till the end....
Hi Ravi - A very poignant poem on a very moving subject. 'Dead doth hide but not divide it is as though the rose that grew upon our garden wall has blssomed on the other side'. You use of metaphores is excellent. V1 'The bird has flown' V2 'The room is empty' V3 'The flower has fallen'. In V4 we sense his aspirations 'He too had a world' however in V5 'He inched towards death'. In V6 you face reality 'The game was finally LOST'. V 7 is the denoument: 'Rains are over now - The valley hath fallen into silence - And in the whispering air - A song of dreams allures'. A fine poem with excellent structure and rhythm and a very poetic use of words. MAX - Yours in poetry - JOHN.
very nice and touchy poem. thanks for sharing. this poem really stirs emotion.
Ravi, you have an innate talent to write stories in verses! Excellent narrative poem, lovely rhymes, touching........ 10++++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
soul stirring write.. the innate loss of hope...emotive in tone