Dawn, a quiet kid
When
grows into youth, attains
Might and power much.
Noon sights her making his pal,
Noisy Evening envies Dawn.
Wakes up to morning
Stillness,Dawn spreading splendor;
Noon cuddles cute Dawn.
Frowns Evening at Noon and waits
For Dusk with lust to hug her.
Arrives mystic Night
To alert all residents,
For meditation.
For a long rumination
The dwellers well close their eyes.
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Hari OM
ReplyDeleteI particularly like the middle verse... YAM xx
Thank you, Yamini.
DeleteAfter a long time a blog post from you. Beautiful poem. Noisy evening envies dawn. Very true.
ReplyDeleteThank you,SG.
DeleteThis is beautifully penned. :D
ReplyDeleteLong time no see. :P
Thank you,ak.
DeleteAwesome series of tanka ... thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you,Kristjaan.
DeleteVwey nice. The phases of a day correlates with that if life itself!
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Now let me enjoy other poems !
Thank you, Padmaja.
DeleteI enjoyed reading your write.
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DeleteAmazing poetry my friend!!!
ReplyDeletethe way you used the day times with their resemblance with human nature at different stages is so profound and sublime
Thank you.\,Baily.
ReplyDeletebeautifully written yes 4 stages of life compared with day beautifully written
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteThank you,Vineeta.
ReplyDeletebeautiful !
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