The Last Bugle Poem by me poet yeps poet

The Last Bugle

Rating: 5.0


Seeing the agitated trumpeter
in one's eyes came a tear
the fourth time at a stretch today
the last bugle did he play
sad day
so many passed away
an unfortunate unexpected day
today

We were though unconsciously waiting
for their last day
sad all went away in one day

Friday, January 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: last supper,life and death,memory,poetic expression,sadness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There comes such a time once
It can't be avoided
This is summation
of life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anjandev Roy 10 January 2020

Magnificent piece. Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.

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Kingsley Egbukole 10 January 2020

The sound of death. Very sad.

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