A Dead Leaf Poem by Prabir Gayen
A Dead Leaf
A dead Leaf
Rolling here and there a leaf,
Grey leaf on the road floating,
A leaf severed from the branch,
The very source of life,
A grey leaf on the field,
roadside and in the air fleeting,
In the sunshine and in the dark night,
The dead leaf is flying with no choice,
A choiceless mind is like a dead leaf,
It floats with unknown pain,
A mind mature with deep pain of life is a grey leaf,
Dead leaf and dead mind synonymous,
Life is a dream like a bud dreaming to bloom,
A dead leaf is flying having no choice,
I am a leaf of an eternal tree,
Detruncated from the branch.
@prabir Gayen
23 August,2020,9: 18 PM.
2.Now you are opening a new realm of poetry where there is more or less stability in society, no pain in body, no confusion in mind.yet there is suffering.. suffering for being alive
3.Your poem portrays life as a burden (that's why your poem attracts me sooo much) .There is pain, there is suffering in life...but it shows we must live it.
4.I know not why you are so painful.May be it is for losing the colourful days of the past(as traced in some of your poems) , or it is the never ending monotony(that life offers us each moment) .
5.Your poetry shows an unfamiliar fusion-blend of boredom and wisdom.You are wise enough to feel the dullness(of life) .And you are clever enough to live life without having any choice or question(we all are choiceless whether we know it or not.but often we are unaware of it)
Rolling here and there a leaf, Grey leaf on the road floating, A leaf severed from the branch,
A great philosophical poem on life. Beautifully crafted. 'Life is a dream like a bud dreaming to bloom, A dead leaf is flying having no choice, I am a leaf of an eternal tree, Detruncated from the branch.'.. is so beautiful to read. Thanks for sharing.
A dead leaf is flying having no choice, I am a leaf of an eternal tree, Detruncated from the branch...! !
Life is a dream like a bud dreaming to bloom, A dead leaf is flying having no choice, I am a leaf of an eternal tree, Detruncated from the branch...! ! !
Life is a dream like a bud dreaming to bloom, A dead leaf is flying having no choice, I am a leaf of an eternal tree, Detruncated from the branch.! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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