The Bard Poem by Kuldeep Bansiwal

The Bard



A poet
wished to write
a beautiful song,
like a Rose,
Like a Tulip,
But
O poor him!
he ceased to be
before he could
write a verse.

Yesterday,
i passed by
the place
where the bard lies resting,
And
I saw
the families of
blooming Roses and Tulips
sprung
on his grave
and the birds
singing around.

The Bard
Friday, March 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,life,life and death,poem,song
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