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Candle and the Dawn

June 14, 2010

‘Coo’ it said again and again,
Half dead in my sleep I saw.
The Sun was still not out,
Garden still was quite raw.

The music danced in my ears,
Till I broke complete out of sleep.
And walked towards the garden,
Shedding the slumber so deep.

Outside the Sun rays had touched
The grass, flowers and the trees.
Telling them the stories of men,
Riding over the cold east breeze.

‘Coo Coo’ the sound came again,
I looked at the yellow croton plant.
Sitting there was a little Cuckoo,
Perched on one of the lower branch.

I sat there wondering how birds
Are up so early in the morning.
How do they never feeling tired,
Are always fluttering and singing?

Why is the lovely nature so lively,
At the break of every early dawn?
And why the jungle lay fully awake,
Be it the deer or be it the little fawn?

‘Coo Coo’ the Cuckoo sang again,
‘We like men have not the insight.
For none other than men learnt,
How to light the candle for night.’

– Amit Deshwal (Inspired by a saying from Rabindranath Tagore)

2 Comments leave one →
  1. cheeto permalink
    June 16, 2010 12:45

    one of your best poems! Loved the first few lines the most, where the flow of words was absolutely pro 🙂


    • Consty permalink*
      June 16, 2010 17:13

      thanks 🙂 good to hear that the last few inspired lines ain’t amng the best…


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