As the wide cover of unevaluating darkness
studded with sparkling spots
which glitter and glimmer in unproportionate delays
begin to fold itself in gentle pace
the sweetly singing chirping birds
with brisk clapping feathers
wander and ponder to all parts in search of survival
to last another gruelling day of tedious struggles
the grimly faced white shadowy angel
shies herself away from the
bright, shiny, sunny appearance
of her much powerful spouse
reminding us to peel off the perils of the past
and face the fragrant fantasies of future
Dawn, perhaps the most magical moment of the day very nice poetical description, very human, a lot of feeling. and in the end postive expectations dominate with fragrant fantasies, a fantastic choice of words. Thanks for sharing, Tomorrow morning I will think about the fragrant fantasies and perhaps it will make may day a bit more fragrant.
Terrific! Again, you paint the pictures, and we follow. Good work here.
Extremely visionary... provoked hope and promise. Fine effort.
reminding us to peel off the perils of the past and face the fragrant fantasies of future This is fantastic. The dawn is not just the end of a night it is the start of of a new day and that should be the attitude and spirit. You do well in your poems. Wonderful Write. Jahan
i love the way you have described the birds.. very good flow of thoughts. nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I look forward to fragrant fantasies.