Eclipse
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At unexpected times
Without knowing the clouds
The skies are
Filling up wit
White cotton clouds.
Suddenly they change
Into black mountains
Hiding the moonlight
With the veil of depression
Fills up to the horizon
Without movement,
without life
Like eclipse time
Mango flowers are burning
Gold coloured bunches
Dried up to mere
Black powder
The wind blows around
With no excitement of
Surrounding pollination
In the hands of death
To bloom and ripen
The heat that burns in the cold
Without anyone seeing or hearing
A silent laugh ensues
The indifferent laughter of human destiny.
Beautiful human destiny...whatever be the fate it's all for good
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Revisiting. Indeed sir life happens like this but whatever comes is indeed a blessing. Well penned thought.