Death of Dream
Life was to be monumental,
Deep and supremely deep,
Everything was under the sky.
Life was too easy to be surprised,
It was sweet and salty,
visional dream and momentum full.
Every breath was full and peaceful,
Every day was too deep to move,
It moved slowly with the Sun.
Night was nothing but heaven,
The Moon with the stars was Implausible,
Words lost in the impetus of heart.
Time was very slow and sedate,
It grew with the grace of the sun,
Unwilling to move and go.
A single storm broke every wings,
Life is gone forever and nothing remains,
Like a withered flower it drops to soil.
@prabir Gayen: 27/04/20: 2: 37 AM.
life, time, night, moon, stars........are superbly combined in this poem where the death has no scope to dream to devastate the roots of beautiful birth ///
Life was to be monumental, Deep and supremely deep, Everything was under the sky.
Life was too easy to be surprised, It was sweet and salty, visional dream and momentum full.
Every breath was full and peaceful, Every day was too deep to move, It moved slowly with the Sun.
Every breath was full and peaceful, Every day was too deep to move, It moved slowly with the Sun...! ! !
Every breath was full and peaceful, Every day was too deep to move, It moved slowly with the Sun....! !
Life was too easy to be surprised, It was sweet and salty, visional dream and momentum full..! !
Life was to be monumental, Deep and supremely deep, Everything was under the sky...!
A single storm broke every wings, Life is gone forever and nothing remains, Like a withered flower it drops to soil
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sweet and salty speaks in volumes