Yesterday is but a haze
soon forgotten mild malaise
blur of sights and silent sounds
swirling, whirling, going round
Days to come a mystic stage
players of the play invade
doom or stardom will reveal
what today so well conceals
Life today a lark, a blaze
sunny star strewn holidays
far off morrow never comes
yesterday beats distant drums.
Liilia, you have a wellspring of wonderful ways with words, 'days to come a mystic stage' and 'yesterday beats distant drums', such an enjoyable poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How beautifully you've compared today with yesterday and tomorrow! 'Days to come a mystic stage players of the play invade' - I'm amazed by this mystic vision of yours. 'far off morrow never comes yesterday beats distant drums.' - oh so beautifully said! Loved the expression. The graphic suits so well with the poem! Very nice.