- -The Moon and the Star-
On the dark canvas of black night,
Shine bright the gloomy Moon,
With a bloomy Star.
The Moon is half with glittering face,
The star is full total with less brightness.
On the canvas a dark room of space
to make the Moon and the Star brighter.
The Moon is waned and eroded to glitter more,
Like the mind of a vagrant soul.
The Star is beyond and mysterious.
The moon gives pain and it's brightness
Mocks our corporal weakness,
The Star with less light beckons unlimited,
It brings mind to wonderment.
The Moon is like our mind and the Star is our no-mind.
With manifold hue the mind is coloured.
It shows our life full of quiet pain to know the unknown.
The Moon half and bright and a Star less bright,
Is the picture of our rootless sepulchre,
We are with our gloom and bloom in the soil sterile by our own Mind.
On the dark canvas of black night, Shine bright the gloomy Moon, With a bloomy Star.
The Moon half and bright and a Star less bright, Is the picture of our rootless sepulchre, We are with our gloom and bloom in the soil sterile by our own Mind. Prabir good lines..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Moon half and bright and a Star less bright, Is the picture of our rootless sepulchre, We are with our gloom and bloom in the soil sterile by our own Mind. .........///