Once a bright Sun and full moon fell in love
Our dear and lovely earth was the sole witness to this affair.
They said lets run together
Far away from here
When we both are free.
But this left our thoughtful earth wondered
What time they both are free.
One goes to day duty
While the other leaves for night duty
Both believed and dedicated themselves,
To the duty first.
Earth said I will come to sign the witness for you
Unfortunately when the earth reached
Sun and moon both were busy with their duties.
You know a secret......
That's why they never got married.
And so still they are the chronic bachelors!
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
© 2014
A wonderful allegory.A unique thought indeed.- - - - And so still they are the chronic bachelors!
Unique imagination and nice lines.Thank you for sharing.jk
Wonderful imaginary and imagery. The following lines express about Chronic Bachelors! Sun and moon both were busy with their duties. You know a secret...... That's why they never got married. And so still they are the chronic bachelors! Beautiful poem nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.
This is the first time, I have thought of the Sun and the Moon as 'chronic bachelors'! Poets of all times have addressed them by different names and giving them various attributes! But this is a unique way of seeing them..... interesting write. Geetha! Enjoyed much! !
Had the sun marred to moon Where would they go for the honey moon? To distant galaxies perhaps to croon The interstellar love song in a cosmic tune And the earth would be a loser by the lovers flight Robbed of light by day and by moonless nights.......... Good imagination, very good poem and I hope it never ever happens.
Simply beautiful and great imagery...............Geetha.........wonderful writing.............thanks for sharing......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What if we just tickle your toes? Duty can indeed wreak havoc on tender love. And why should duty be more deserving indeed. Do we honor God more by putting duty on a pedestal? A lovely, gently chiding poem.