Regret

Ah! There goes one more moment of my lifetime,
Like a small piece of camphor
that for some unknown heat doth sublime,
Nothing done for God, nothing done for mankind,
But I simply did the things that satisfy the greed of my mind.

I wish I could get that moment back to me,
And express the love, loyalty and feelings
that in my heart used to be,
For now I miss the special one I met,
But she went away
like quick demise of a golden yellow autumn sunset.

The sunset whose beauty you want to
admire to your heart’s deepest content,
The one which in your heart idle tears did send.

I love the loneliness of these yellow woods,
The modesty and vacancy which fills
when by the selfish wind yellow leaves are shook,
The apathy of this chill,
And no sympathy with which the world is filled.

There falls a leaf…
Like cruel death of my highly treasured ambition,
Now I know life,
I know it goes on in this fashion…

The Glorious blaze of Lightening

I can see the lightening,
Tearing the chest of sky,
Up in its aerial dwelling,
Which is quite high.

Accompanied by thunder,
Which roars like wonder,
There it glares in the depth of the night,
Like the chest of a dark dragon,
Torn by spear of ‘The Lilac Knight’,

Lightening – the mauve sun, Lights up the dark sky!
Brilliant lilac fills the dark night,
Like a phoenix with its brilliant plumes,
In a zigzag meandering flight.

The thunder growls,
The big trees howl,
The earth below is wet,
With it’s own disgusted sweat,

In Winter’s Remembrance

In this idle month of raking summer,
I sit and remember all the charms of winter,

I remember the cold dry branches of leafless trees,
Gliding of falling yellow leaves, in the cold arms of frosty breeze.

Silence all around, serenity and solitude,
The sun and clouds, in their eternal feud,

Uncertain fog, mist and haze,
Still afternoons and sun’s golden rays,

Beneath my feet, crunching of fallen yellow leaves,
Cold silent wind that sounds like a heave,

Christmas, with all its mirth and warmth,
Frosty outdoors, but warmth in the heart,

Carols, cakes, mistletoes and lights,
Santa Claus, all his elves in flight,

The comforting warmth of my sweetheart’s touch,
Anticipation in her eyes and her clutch…

I miss winter and all its warmth,
Yes, I love winters and all its charms,

So come soon winter, I wait for thee,
In the shade of a silent willow tree.