Everything seems beautiful
Under the shade of hour glass.
Falling sand on hour glass
Encompasses every of my wish.
Explicit wish I wove
Materialized on time.
Right on the very time
I entered the open door.
Not always will the open door
Give me opportunity to enter.
Respect the time and opportunities
Which might not remain open for long.
Test of perseverance is tough
Elongating it breaks the bone.
Trusting on the unseen is toughest
Walking on this path is challenging.
The poem captures a profound truth about life through its elegant imagery and reflective tone. The metaphor of the hourglass is particularly compelling, symbolizing the relentless flow of time and its ability to shape our dreams and aspirations.
P1 I came late to the door of the house of Varsha M not knowing if the hour glass was full or empty, time had swept me away like falling sands for a year and a half or more,
The poems 'Poet Poetic Paradise Flowers Fresh Watered' and 'The Dust Clothed Traveller' were inspired by this comment on the poem 'Wow Night Is Back...', by the poet Varsha M and dedicated to Varsha M.
P2 an afternoon sun was stretching time shadows upon silent footsteps as I laid poet's poetic paradise flowers fresh watered upon the threshold of a carved wooden door.
I wrote the poem 'I Came Late To The Door Of The House Of Varsha', inspired by the poem 'The Open Door', by the poet Varsha M and dedicated to Varsha.
uh-oh, this poem was written 2 years ago.... I hope our poet is still a part of PH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Open door signifies the opportunities available and one should grab them with both hands. Thoughtful poem. Congrats for being honored by PH.