Yellow dim light in the restaurant
Made them pale
And Cloudy eyes of the gathering
Searched for some thing
Bearers were walking
From one table to another
A node or a word
Were enough for them to serve
Contort their body
Towards the ears of clients
To hear the whispers and served
Various brands again and again
A loud cry followed by a vibrant shout
Bring my 'Black Turkey'
Broke the murmuring
And touching sound of glasses and cheers
White were in the store
Not to serve
But to reserve
And no more black.
He fell down in that darkness
Murmuring the name of his lost lover
And his eyes were closed
Swirling her image around him
No more black
And no more white
A smile on his face
Bloomed in peace.
No more black And no more white A smile on his face Bloomed in peace.....indeed point to be ponder, great poem, wisely composed with the threads embedded skillfully n with the sense of wisdom, liked it very much :)
Beautiful write with reality laid bare in this thought provoking poem!
we can not denied that drink promote pleasure. As some pain pills promote relief. And a huge list of dangerous pleasures so close to us. Just need used it with care and moderation.
Great! A real life picture! No more black And no more white A smile on his face Bloomed in peace. - - - - - -the cream of the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Clever write, indeed!