At dawn, when the gloom goes to sleep soundly
After a pageant of smoke and mirrors;
That dissolves in light of lantern that nears
Far bounds of this realm which stands so proudly.
That lantern peers from behind these woodlands-
Like new bride who’s wrapped her look with veil-
To behold, when pulled down, give call to frail:
That did bate his breath in gloom, to join hands
In prayer and praise the sight, ask him that hides
In alcove to wander o’er hills high and low;
Carrying fine threads- firm and fair- weave them so
To make a hut. Whilst lightly, the lantern slides
Out from veil and stands upon the lands and lakes,
Which hold the burning lamp as this vast sea mirrors
The might of light, and when tranquil itself shimmers
While mammoth of sea round excursions makes
Up and down and then up again to pump in air
And plays its nimble fountain and does hail
The lantern of life that puts again to sail:
Breathes life, and alights the mortals’ lair.
~ Arun Verma
Lucknow, India
An exclusive one with emerging thoughts
Words used let the reader to get the essence of the words
I,certainly get the essence of those…
An exclusive one with emerging thoughts
Words used let the reader to get the essence of the words.
I,certainly got the essence of those…
Outstanding bro …u r such a good poet …hope u’ll be the fantastic poet as like as others ….all the best for the future
I know this charismatic boy since last 5 years…he is among the most promising humans i had ever witnessed….we both have become good friends in this never forgettable journey of 5 years.
I believe he will grow every second..and keep on delivering astaounding content…in arena of Literature.
We both are benchpatners by the way…
Nice poem.
It touches my inner soul