Enebeli Prada

(Nigeria)

Go Away Nightingale


Who is this that wake
me up before dawn,
with songs as of those
that mourn?

Oh, nightingale.
Go.
Go away

Go away,
to the old that is
nigh unto death.
Your song beseem them.

Go away.
To the crowd beneath
the earth.
They need a shallow friend.

Go away.
your sonorous voice
do not befit a good day.

You sing to me at night.
You sing to me before dawn.

Go away
For when i need you to sing,
you are always on flight.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Nightingale represent friends with word and not by deed or action. They are there when things are fine but when thing are tough, you won't see them

Comments about this poem (Go Away Nightingale by Enebeli Prada )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. صرخة ألم, Sossi Khachadourian
  2. chibok girls, ademola oluwabusayo
  3. Inaudible Words, Naveed Akram
  4. Russell's Loss, Paul Hartal
  5. Truth Lies - Kid's Stuff -howtobuilddefe.., sEaN nOrTh
  6. The Man I Met, Buxton Shippy
  7. The Penance Of Unguarded Selfishness., Bazi alis Subrata Ray
  8. Plants Hurt, Naveed Akram
  9. My love for my birth land, binod bastola
  10. Critically Evaluating…Lois Lerner's 'Tru.., James B. Earley

Poem of the Day

poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly!--yet soon
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Jessie Mackay

 
[Hata Bildir]