Thursday, January 18, 2018

All living creatures in the eve turn to home



SONNET  490
All living creatures in the eve turn to home
But all vagrant birds roam in the dead night
But scarecrow remains still and does not roam
Sitting still, no food and no maiden flight
People leave home to earn, come back to feed
Little kids waiting for tired husband and wife
All join families in eve O Rose free of greed
But my swan flew, did not come back in life
No bird forgets home way but my cute swan
Came back not still for a long, long time
Daily I think O God! It will come in dawn
My heart weeps and walks at cinder lime

When girl changes her love, hate shines in will
Eyes roam and heart remains stand and still