Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | October 20, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: When Some Day

by Hovhannes Toumanian (1869 – 1923).


When Some Day


Sweet comrade, when you come some day

To gaze upon my tomb,

And scattered all around it see

Bright flowers in freshest bloom,


Think not that those are common flowers

Which at your feet are born,

Or that the spring has brought them there

My new home to adorn.


They are my songs unsung, which used

Within my heart to hide;

They are the words of love I left

Unuttered when I died.


They are my ardent kisses, dear,

Sent from that world unknown,

The path to which before you lies

Blocked by the tomb alone!



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