The Milestones Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
The Milestones
I don't know why…she wondered
As she sat on a low-hanging branch
With the squirrels playing overhead
…there is such a sense of closure
as the year comes to an end…
As if in her book of life half-read
A chapter came to an end
Never to be opened again
Bound up in silk thread
Placed at the bottom of her safe
The squirrels seem so unaware
Of the swiftly rolling years
Of the swift flight of time
At sundown waiting for the sunrise
While she waits for the new year...
Beautiful...don't hire foreigners to torment your brothers and sisters! Know your soil, know your people then claim to be a loveable person and a poet! I don't appreciate your association with foreigners. Please change your attitude! !
Really lovely poem_very descriptive _ do consider my poem 'Brother in Arms'
Please do consider reading a few of my poems notably 'Brother in Arms'
Thank you, Mr. Uche! Yes, I will definitely go through your poem!
A very happy new year to you too, Dillip! Thank you for visiting my poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 9:26:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The squirrels seem so unaware Of the swiftly rolling years Of the swift flight of time At sundown waiting for the sunrise While she waits for the new year...What a wonderful poem for goodbye to the old year 2021 and welcoming New Year 2022!