Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Twilight Thoughts - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

In the twilight hours
in the life of a man
when the spirit sours
as it must, 'cause it can
there comes realisation
of the yin and the yang
and the urgent sensation
that the song that he sang
through the decades of strife
and the nights full of bliss
when the meaning of life
was enshrined in a kiss
as he looks to the past
to a million decisions
and to those who were cast
in odd roles without vision.
And he takes a deep breath
as the brilliance sinks in
that the sight of one's death
and the Reaper's sly grin
wakes the force of a need
to convey to the masses
that the truth shows indeed
we are ignorant asses
though we think that we know
as we strut our stuff
and proceed with the flow
always clever and tough.
But the youngsters are like
all ignorant fools
as they say 'take a hike',
and embrace their dumb rules
seeing war as exciting
have no concept of love
act as if constant fighting
was ordained from above.
Of the three score and ten
only five are enlightened
though this talks about men
as in women a heightened
sense of softness resides.
Let us look at a mother
she's a woman who hides
not her love for another
she will patch up and mend
and at night fluff your pillow
she will walk as your friend
to the lovely old willow.
So, the gist of the thought
of my own twilight years
is that those who have fought
the occasional tears
over all the missed chances
and all the spilled hate,
over silly old dances
and pathetic debate
will have learned that a mother
is the one who will say
'please be kind to each other,
let your world be okay.'

Comments about Twilight Thoughts by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (6/5/2005 3:42:00 AM)

    Another nice rythmic poem. I have read three poems so far today today and they all share similarities in the way they are talking about women. Very refreshing.

    Thanks H

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  • (6/5/2005 2:20:00 AM)

    a very good poem about the scary years in which the grim reaper becomes
    quite excited about the prospect of a new addition to the family because the light
    does become brighter in the tunnel regardless of what people tell about things getting better, i think your needs become less and you bcome excited
    when you actually get what you want

    warm regards AJS
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  • john tiong chunghoo (6/5/2005 12:07:00 AM)

    goood concept though you should sit down to do a bit of touchup. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 4, 2005

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