zarina binda

Rookie - 0 Points (1988 / utrecht, Holland)

The Park Bench - Poem by zarina binda

A duck stirs the stagnant waters.
As it glides along the pond.
I watch it live its life.
From where I sit on a park bench
Life passes me by,
Like the duck continuing its journey.
Am i forever to be the stagnant water?
Or should I turn into a waterfall
Seeking constant renewal?
Will I not run dry one day?
This world can be so cruel.
I tire of my fears.
They have forever kept me stagnant.
Time to dry my tears,
Continue with the flow of time
Ducks fly away eventually
And water trickles on
Perhaps not quite a waterfall
But going steady on.

Comments about The Park Bench by zarina binda

  • S.zaynab Kamoonpuri (10/10/2012 1:38:00 AM)

    U draw a wonderful analogy btw d duck d water n life! What a superb poem.
    Do read my newest too.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 15, 2012

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