Sweetness Before Shadows Poem by ashok jadhav

Carpe Diem Poem: Sweetness Before Shadows
The candle burns, its wax runs low,
The night will come, the end will call;
Yet here I taste the fleeting flame,
The laughter that outshines it all.
Each sip, each song, each stolen glance
Defies the silence waiting near;
For pleasure blooms in mortal soil,
And joy grows richer with the fear.
Why mourn the hour that cannot stay,
Or count the days we cannot keep?
Better to drink the sun today,
Than waste tomorrow in despairing sleep.
So let the world remind of death,
I will respond with life instead;
For though the hour will surely end,
Its sweetness lingers on my thread.