The Inevitable End Poem by Valsa George
The Inevitable End
Ignorant of the birth of a promising morn,
Deaf to the serenade of mating birds,
Unable to hearken to the murmurs of joy,
Failing to coherently express basic needs,
Locked within the dungeon of a room,
In a corner near a dying hearth,
The brain sizzling like a hot furnace,
He lay half dead with stifling breath.
Though solitary he was all his life
Ever braved the challenges with youthful zest
Never bowed before insolent might
But alas! It is history of the long time past
His body oozed of its life sustaining sap
Now left empty with nothing but aching joints
His head, where once lofty schemes were brewed
Now harbours memories disjointed, tinkling like coins
In the faint pulse of his feeble heart
Waits a welcome guest, though uninvited
To blow out the final flicker of light
And put an end to a life, no more coveted
Know, our life like the sun is sure to set
And fail to shed any more illumining light
But as the sun rises again with effulgent gleam
Our souls from their hide will emerge evermore bright
When life reaches that stage, there is nothing more welcome than the inevitable end. You delivered this powerfully in the poem. Thank you.
Wow.....Just amazing Thomas....! And that too so instantaneously! ! ! Hats off! !
But as the sun rises again with effulgent gleam Our souls from their hide will emerge evermore bright there's no death, only renewal. A great poem, Valsa.
This is a beautiful philosophical poem on life and death having touching expression and nice collocation. I quote here........ Know, our life like the sun is sure to set And fail to shed any more illumining light But as the sun rises again with effulgent gleam Our souls from their hide will emerge evermore bright Thanks for sharing.
Know, our life like the sun is sure to set And fail to shed any more illumining light But as the sun rises again with effulgent gleam Our souls from their hide will emerge evermore bright Let us hope and believe in a sunny day after a dark night of life. Even if there is no such dawn, at least the pains of a dusk will appear mild.
The sad decline of this lonely man in his final hours so beautifully written with compassion and understanding! The end has a lovely uplifting feeling with our souls emerging into the light!
A very gentle and loving narrative for a dying man, told with compassion and as a celebration of this life and an as an analogy for the passing of all life. A fine write indeed.
So beautiful and serene even though dealing with the inevitable sadness of life's end. When body goes frail keeping the imagination alive is what opens the door for soul's pleasant journey. Loved it Valsa. Thank you so much for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 7:05:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An incredible write with many powerful lines. really like these words