Mateor Poem by shuvo chakraborty

If thou so sudden with blazing trail,
If thy origin is unknown and appearance so uncertain,
If thy all dedicated fallings in night groping darkness,
Ye zoom past our drowsy eyes within twinkle of second.
It is said all your substances are from the fallen star
Being condemned for age stolen
By the constellation of younger lots.
So the hearts broken of dying generation,
Losing all usefullness in the universe,
Flicker with all pale demeur,
Lingering as a angel obsolete that once radiates with diamonds and gold
And drooping in some dark corner alone
Slighted conciously in living fare.
Neither the both enchant more the fair eyes,
Voice hoarse, arms feeble and looking coarse,
Fairly forgotten and languishing to cease at earliest.
New stars are born and adore amazing the haven corner,
So time run out for ye the old,
Fizzle out forever, blazing or not, who cares?