Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 17,498 Points (14-2-1957 / Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: On Youth - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

An unblossomed flower-like, I stay;
In youth, to spend each sleepless night till Dawn;
Opens my petals, heralding a day;
Perfuming air with dew-drops, I cry by morn.

How long I add on to the beauteous land?
Or will I turn a drooping flower soon?
Will I be plucked off by an unknown band?
Or stay to form the fruit with seed by Moon?

Or will I be a fallen flower young?
Or will my lover bee visit my home?
Or will the scorching sun, make me unsung?
Or will I be prey to some ghastly worm?

Each youth is like the unblossomed flower;
If blessed by God, It will be in His bower.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 25, 2003



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