A day marks its beginning
as the sun leaves the horizon.
A breath is commencing,
when a conception finds its conclusion, a child is born.
Rising higher and higher, the warm and charming sun,
as if he is destined to be at that place, unknown.
Boastful at his simplest doings, clean at soul the child is,
trying to be a gallant, to be a stunner, on his own.
Bellicose , brave and intrepid
is the youth, manipulated by the cupid,
willing to do anything, unstoppable
and unbearable, the midday sun, the like .
The life turns, thoughts dominate belligerence
and he counts on the experience ,
the case of an adult; smart and cool
like the evening sun heading the other side.
Thence is the twilight of the career,
the mysterious history's rear.
The old breathes its last ,
the twilit dusk vanishes fast..
hai frns ... this is my first poem in english .
ReplyDeletei wrote some in telugu n could elevate them to the limelight , got some recognition .
plz excuse me if u find any mistakes in my debut work. And plz...do comment ... so that i can rectify my errors ....
yeshwanth