Han Min Ohn

Rookie - 256 Points (29.7.1983 / Yangon)

Till That Day - Poem by Han Min Ohn

Till that day comes, I await
Joy and sorrow at each stage
Days, months, years come and go
Till that day comes, I slowly stroll.

Till that day comes, I behold
Prosperity and poverty at each glow
Seasons come and seasons go
Till that day comes, I gently flow.

Till that day comes, I encounter
People of all sorts in my wander
Newbies come and oldies go
Till that day comes, I quietly roll.

Till that day comes, I await
Patiently with nowhere to escape
Aging comes and youthfulness goes
Till that day when my death bell tolls.

Topic(s) of this poem: death


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 23, 2015



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