This Then Is The End Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni

This then is the end;
The rivulets have run dry,
The wind has lost its song,
The water, its miracle,
And the fire, its heat.
Mouths agape,
Those of faded memories
Stare at the sky
That refuses to stay bright,
Limps back into pithy darkness
And mocks the suns
Burning out.
Hear the silent cries,
The Moon and the stars
Have come loose
To fall from the sky
Upon the doubtful Earth
Standing its ground.
The oceans shove and heave,
They too will fall off.
The inevitable
Cannot be stopped,
This then is the end;
Do not weep.