far away from the lights.
A little dream has crossed.
It is evening –
The sun has seen
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The depthness of Soran's poems is always there despite repeated readings. There is always mystery embedded in every word he had woven.
- - -10++++++ and you know what? I think I will surprise you by putting it on my fav shelf with all its brother and sister Soran poems! ! ! ! ! ! !
- - - -> It's not that often that I can't say " I saw that coming" and I approve of this taking me unaware... kind of like life does.... the beauty and delight of the sun in the morning could not be written better- - you didn’t know you wouldn’t see it again- - -that was so abrupt and startling and heart-rending........ this is excellent poetry, Soran
It is late / for writing the history / of that sun which rose in the morning / between the trees smiling to greet you / then set early –you didn’t know you wouldn’t see it again.- - - - - - -
Superb piece...........enjoyed it.....thank u, dear poet......anjandev roy.
Yes Valsa you are right, always the good poet can make a big work from little tiny daily things, many thanks for your valuable point of view
Beyond the little things there are mysteries yet to be unfolded and explored! Everyday phenomenon like the rising and setting of the sun or darkness descending down at twilight etc, we take for granted and are forgotten. I like the use of several images to describe the frail sun about to set! Another beautiful poem Soran!
Dear Rose many thanks for your lovely comment, I hope you have enjoyed it, With Kind Regards
Another poem of great depth woven by a mind full of insight and deep understanding about the facts of life. Liked the opening lines. ''Far away from the lights A little dream has crossed.'' A beautiful poem full of images. Onto my Poem List.
A deep perception and insightful write on life. Life is ephemeral. We never know what will happen tomorrow. It is just but right to do what we can do to make this life worth. True, most of the small things are forgotten but they can make our existence colorful and wonderful.
Dear poet and critic Susan..you are so qualified to comment on this poem..your humbleness will add more beauty on the top of your wonderful talent..I can say you are the honest poetry lover..I wish you every success..many thanks for your kind comment
It is late for writing the history of that sun which rose in the morning between the trees- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -> gorgeous weaving of words into an oil painting image and philosophical thought
Quiet night brings memories of old friends but with time relationship changes. Sun reminds us to take life in a happy stride as it rises and fades away. Very nice contemplative poem.
Dear poet Savita..I hope you have enjoyed my humble poem..yes you are right some times things are going wrong..but the change with the human behaviour is more dramaric and sad...thank you for your lovely comment
Feebleness! ! Forgiveness, Muse of life; Living. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
confesses guilt wants reconciliation. far horizons........ and what is beyond...... great thoughts and being lost in the horizont. very poetic. tony
A magnificent poem worth revisiting.