Horizon Sonnet
B
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स्वर्ण पत्ता
no longer do I seek the far horizon
my world contracted, not by choice
I only view the old world in a book
to know the poet's silent voice
age can come upon a man at once
and tear from him the plans he made
and force on him a smaller universe
dreams vanish, hope can fade
my voyage of life is coming to an end
I do not fear the darkest sea
the vast regret, I never sailed so far
to claim a shore where men are free
but still my humble vessel holds its mast
that I must climb till every shoal is past
इस कविता को आँकें
अभी कोई आँक नहीं
टिप्पणियाँ
टिप्पणी करने के लिए प्रवेश करना होगा।
प्रवेशइस कविता पर अभी कोई टिप्पणी नहीं। पहले आप हों।