One Evening When The Sun Was Low... Poem by prashant shaurya
One Evening When The Sun Was Low...
One evening when the sun was low
I strolled down the road below
and deep in thoughts that had a flow
tried to recover the golden glow....
As the darkness began to grow
and to its nest got back the crow
I knew I had something to draw
by moving the brush to and fro...
And then I saw an old fellow
shivering with his head bent low
and with all might the wind did blow
making his heart beat even slow....
And to protect him, I did so
gave him my shawl and made him glow
then said, be brave and fight the woe
to put up a brilliant show
This is very nice, Prashant! There you walk, deep in thoughts, 'they had a flow'... but you are interrupted by the sight of this poor man... and you let go of your thoughts... instead you give this man of your warmth... words are only words, anyway... but a helping hand to another human being, could be the difference between life and death... you made the right choice and I am sure the words will return to you...
another lovely poem of yours. enjoyed reading it. very smooth flow of words. take care
member: Mary Spain a real achievement to find so many appropriate words ending with 'ow' well done mary
Eloquently expressed with a rich rhyming scheme and a fantastic flow. Well done my friend.
I liked the way it rhymed..well blended... and ofcourse the generosity and the message of kindness is good too.. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 3:02:20 AM # 1.0.0
A well-rhymed tale of simple kindness toward a fellow human being. Lovely!