Off Day Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Off Day
Sunday time
The sky is deep blue
Clouds have left
For the horizon to
Settle and talk softly
Among themselves
Birds have left nests
Early morning to pick
Up worms and remain
Engaged in their
Playful skirmishes
I inhale the fragrance
Of morning flowers
Swinging in cool wind
The murmuring of the
Distant stream is a sweet
Song to my ears and I am
Going to feel inebriated
Something goes wrong
The loud blast in the tv
Victims are being identified
Sound of ambulance
Kills the sound of
Whispering trees
Better go to sleep
And forget the world
Sunday sky is deep blue and you have beautifully perceived this sky. Today you sleep well and relax. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned.
The cool and serenity of a holiday morning is disrupted by a threatening news on TV.This has become the reality of life.We can not escape when there are tensions all around.A nice poem that weaves around the modernday reality of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/24/2024 2:56:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
every one is enjoying a sunday like you do let the sun sleep too TAK why live in the blue sky already is
Yeah you are right. Sunday is for relaxing and doing that is light and interesting.Thanks.