Tossing a crumpled dusky blanket away
Tomorrow stretches
And smiles a happy yawn
Warms its palms
On a breathing coffee cup
Sunlight kissing its feet
Weaves yarns of blossoming specks of eternity
I talk to Yesterday
Of our secrets so closely guarded
The door bell rings
The knocker knocks
Today rushes in with haste
Tomorrow is left lazing in the sunshine of hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ah! excellent poetry..i love it