Time For Me To Leave Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Time For Me To Leave
With glasses resting at the
Edge of my nose I watch the
Faint shadow of the sun slipping
Down the horizon
I watch the receding crimson
Hue over the tree tops and birds
Returning to their nests and I
Feel so low and forlorn
It is time for me to say
Good bye to the world and go
To sleep not to wake up again
To greet the holy dawn
If a 'holy dawn' comes with bacon, hotcakes/pancakes/griddlecakes or just cakes (and ice cream) then perhaps I'll join you. I did not find the poem to be sad.
I sincerely hope this is just your poetic license speaking, and not your true feelings. Don't go anywhere, Anil. We need you here.
Very very sad poem, the saddest poem I ever read this week. Fantastically worded and brilliantly presented, dear Poet.5 Stas Ful Score and myriad more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:20:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
So, Anil, let me 'get this straight' aka decide I understand: You are talking about dying, NOT JUST sleeping forever, RIGHT! ? Worse things can happen. ;) bri