Embers of dying fire glow
Red and bright for a moment
The warmth touches its fingers for a while
And then slips into the darkness
Beacons …. On the cliffs of time
Like embers, they glow and fade
Can fireflies light up the darkness?
The darkness of the everlasting night
Labyrinths of space and time
The distant view of hope fades
Alone in the gales of despair
Blinded and lost
Darkness to darkness
Is where light leads
Life is but ephemeral
We search, we lose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Ranjini. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.