ALLUSIONS OF BLOWN LIFE
#allusionseriespoem – 22 (With Rhyming note )
Our life passes, it goes like a thought,
We are the breeze that shadows the earth,
We are as fleeting as autumn leaves,
In spring! We are just like blooming buds…
We are raindrops, fallen to the ground,
Fragments of life through passing sound,
We are sheets of ice, melted without time,
We are memories written in eternal lime…
Our days passes like the seasons,
To embrace the sunrise In dreams
We are swarms of bees in the morning dawn,
What we feed us with honey from chest thorn.
We let the moments fly with an open palm,
We darken our life and it becomes Psalm!
We tear petals from the flowers that frail ,
We always want to fly without knowing real.
We don’t look ahead and lament the past,
We lose hope by breaking our words like dust.
We swear without fear, without a bit of faith,
Leaving behind rivers of tears as an old myth!
Manoj Kumar Panda
Founder and Secretary
SURYODAYA LITERARY FOUNDATION- ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟୋଦୟ ଭାଷା ସାହିତ୍ୟ ପ୍ରତିଷ୍ଠାନ
