(12.9..1972 / Trivandrum, Kerala, India)

The Trust

EVEN such is Time, that takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, our all we have,
And I pray and pays us but with heaven of earth and dust;
Who in the dark and silent lover,
When we have the doubts of all our ways,
Waked up the story of our days;
But from this heaven of earth, this planet, this dust,
My Buddha shall help me out, I trust

by Natasa Tocuc

Comments (5)

Great poetic feat. It comes up as an amazing symphony of feelings and sentiments of a saddened (or discordant) heart. Really a heart touching poem. Congratulations & Thanks, Kunjubi.
There's even a discord between the graphic and the poem. Instead of a guitar, there's a violin. Perfect discord. Congratulations on Poem Of The Day.
a very thoughtful poem of ones melodic existence in the orchestra of life? ...........well written
Guitar of life...... congrats on beimg chosen.... a big 10++++
Disharmony! ! Thanks for sharing.