Transients Poem by Meggie Gultiano
Transients
Cowered, I live unto thee
Prostrate in submission to the Almighty
Time is transient as they walk in envy
For all these I say, is fitted to a “T”
To create a stir, a place within me
Oh, how foolish the world is
With its fumble and tumble
As one hurdles temper amidst the trouble
But what is beauty to a scar
That live in testament of this transient time
Echoing and calling to remember
This hungry lips to shiver
We did it…...
The construction and destruction of civilization are both group efforts. All health is in the former.
I was able to follow the piece very well until the end. I cannot say whether the ending was good or not, because I did not understand what it meant. What message was this piece trying to send exactly. That, I cannot say. GW62
I like the 'fumble and tumble' and 'What is beauty to a scar'. Nice phrasing and very thought provoking. It seems like life is not more than just this moment if we do not have memories or faith.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:43:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You moved me, Meggie Just so wonderful Sweetie.. Andy 10