This Noon Poem by Prabir Gayen
This Noon
This Noon
This Noon is beautiful beyond doubt,
All the spices of life are in it,
The sun is glorious, nurtures dreams,
Trees are waving branches with soft breeze.
Same plaintive calmness that teemed days,
My childhood days full of restless warmth,
The Noon is same in this matured Mind,
Only the Shore is broken with waves.
O my heart! too old to digest rife,
It is always dreaming the bygone,
The Noon with calm calling, dreamful pain,
The twittering and cooing in Shade.
This Noon is nothing new not dreamless,
It may be more comely than the past,
But My Mind is lost in quondam days,
With paper and pen in my poor hut.
The Noon was not noon that made my life,
It was my throbbing heart awaiting You,
With pain and with immature chanson,
The Noon was my sole, close companion.
This Noon is similar with the Sun,
Similar with fluster shilly-shally,
Only my heart with pain is misplaced,
This Noon is not pregnant with my Dreams.
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@Prabir Gayen: 02/02/2019 - 2: 05 PM.
It sounds like a perfect majestic day, where everything is in tuned, the sun and the love that eclipses your heart, I am glad to hear of that.
A fine lyrical poem tinged with the sadness of reflections.
The Noon with calm calling, dreamful pain, The twittering and cooing in Shade...It was my throbbing heart.... very good poem my dear Prabir. thank u. tony
The Noon was not noon that made my life, It was my throbbing heart awaiting You, With pain and with immature chanson, The Noon was my sole, close companion. just wowing hoping 'twill the moon this afternoon make ye pregnant ' beutifuller poetry PGGGGGGGGGG as USUALLY
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/15/2024 4:17:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I find a great poetic depth in this poem that has emanated from the heart of a romantic poet! My favorite lines: The Noon was not noon that made my life/It was my throbbing heart awaiting You/With pain and with immature chanson/The Noon was my sole, close companion…. Extremely well penned….10
Very thanks and gratefulness dear poet....your comment weigh much for me...