There is no more time
Death knocks at my door
Change will come of a sudden
Like a hurricane through my window
coloane 2008 © garnet robbie
Death knocks at my door
Change will come of a sudden
Like a hurricane through my window
coloane 2008 © garnet robbie
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,young and old people alike,and today manbe the last chance you get to hold your love one tight.
ReplyDeleteI have had a couple of interesting responses to this poem. I changed the title from 'Death' to 'Coloane Typhoon', because I wrote it during a typhoon in Coloane. I love the wind, an all-embracing thing, sometimes subtle, sometimes frightening, and to some it even seems wrathful, but in its grandeur, it is beautiful. At some moments - the touch of the wind, the setting of the sun, the birth of a child - time stops.
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