Cantos Of Time Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F B G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W M X Y N Z A2 N B2 C2 R M A I D2 V E2 D2 F2 G2 H2 D2 I2 J2Moments are not the retinue of time There is one which | A |
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decides the turning point of mankind I can t hand over to sighs | B |
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that time which stands and beckons me To hell with the shades | C |
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to recline and chew the gum of past | D |
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Remember the storms do not count for a life which strides | E |
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With hills and shifts oceans the fiercest storms blow off while | F |
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Struggles of life flit around like flies | B |
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Look Drunk on pearls of sweat the sun grows large | G |
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and formidable with millions sickles and hammers of light | H |
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In history where savage winds blow in cantos I cannot be | I |
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Like the braches of trees that remain trembling in the hands | J |
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Of unrelenting winds | K |
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Do not query why so restless ask the ocean why it is restless | L |
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Do not say why so furious ask the hurricane for the answer Better | M |
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Know that time after all is my paper upon which I write the | N |
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Charter of my dreams for the world sculpture a colossus of force | O |
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Out of man my will will shout and throw a new era on the earth | P |
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It shall confer unrest on man and | Q |
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Flow like red hot blood through all the roads of | R |
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Our villages and make him into a sea and into a tempestuous storm | S |
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I shall gift that consciousness to my country with my four dimensional poems | T |
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Now centuries will speak the language which I learnt in the wombs of forests | U |
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My word will be the legacy to future generations | V |
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my poems only countries and nations deserve | W |
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Last year's spring flowed away like a river | M |
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into which orchards it meandered and slept I do | X |
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not know | Y |
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But the spring returned searching for the | N |
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mango tree in the backyard of my house | Z |
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Everything in the world is fleeting yet keeps | A2 |
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returning searching for the beautiful Behind the | N |
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leaves in the branches I see footsteps of birds | B2 |
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marks of the moments which flew away last year | C2 |
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in my tired journey my tavern is the shade of | R |
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a tree and the guest is the fallen flower | M |
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This is spring the year's first dream in which | A |
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I trudge my way on the body of my country | I |
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like the dream that preludes the dawn covering | D2 |
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my nakedness forest tying the rivers as my turbans | V |
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carrying my road on my shoulders | E2 |
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I walk coaxing the fields that are crying | D2 |
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I walk yearning to sculpture my country's hills | F2 |
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that have waited for forms into lions into elephants and camels | G2 |
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into workers toilers tillers lovers and into epics that are like their crowns | H2 |
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the sun is coming with loads of morning | D2 |
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rays stacked on bullock carts The tree that saw | I2 |
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me first and shed tears now rained flowers on my dream | J2 |
Seshendra Sharma
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