' The Other Thing Immortality ' Poem by subodh pandey

' The Other Thing Immortality '

Rating: 5.0

Came lazy and stretched summer afternoon
Nothing to do, you chase a butterfly
Its wings swiftly flutters
Balancing the load of sunrays
On the colored fragile wings.

Led by your impatience and its instinct
You see a man sitting on a rock
Sculpted beautifully by time and flowing water
With tilted head and drooping shoulders
His infinitely long arms,
Tries to grasp, the ever escaping lament,
carried by water

swept by the eternal current
he witness many ages go by
at the edge of futile endeavor,
you wipe out the stained fingers,
with the mildew colors,
left by the wings

Lasoaphia Quxazs 14 January 2012

I do not wish to live for ever. We are not able to change with the time. The poem is very good.

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Chinedu Dike 16 January 2015

A nice piece of poetry penned in poetic diction. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.

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Roong S 15 July 2012

A very good one! Keep writing..

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Supriya Prathapan 11 June 2012

Alas! Every one has to die one day but memories remain.

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Aman Sa 18 March 2012

This is wonderful creation, , well done

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Silverinna Annastasia 06 February 2012

Quite interesting. I give you my appreciation. Well done.

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