The glowing light. (rhyme poem)

The yellow sunlight ~ bright and warm

crawled one morning on my bedroom floor

was sluggish as a sleeper stretching his form

creep~creep~creeping to the bedroom door.

Then, after knowing it could not stay

from the glowing chair, it seemed to say 

'life is a light that flickers away

doused by demise through speed or decay

Soon, the light faded under the door

replaced by a darkness ~ yet all the more

the yellow sunlight, as though by lure

departed somewhere ~ but to where ~ I'm not sure

~Pausing to ponder the sadness of such a short existence for the day, the sun slipped into the unknown of the darkness. Just as we too will depart one day to somewhere, after our light on this earth has finally faded.~

Reviews

[Kenaz]

I have thought it over a hundred times. I have come to the conclusion that if life is short and death is finite then there has to be some reason for dying. Maybe there is an afterlife, maybe we are reborn, etc...the point is that perhaps this life is not our only one. Stars are born and they die, but they never truly disappear. We are all made of this star stuff and we play a part in shaping other stars as well. With a universe so infinite, literally everything is possible. I believe that life is infinite.

[Relic]

Everyone needs something to believe in...
Thank you for a great review.

[APOORVA]

this same emotion gets through my mind often, i am glad you gave words to it.
well written, well explained

[Relic]

I'm glad you could relate, thanks Apoorva.

[Gee]

I'm at the stage of my life when I ponder the amount of time I have left and just how quickly my life lived so far has raced past.
Enjoyed this as so many others have, and rightly so.

[Relic]

Time does go by faster the older you get. I hate that but we have no choice. Thanks so much Gee.

[Gee]

My pleasure

[PoeticSorcery]

nice short poem and well-written

[Relic]

Thank you.

[mattavelli]

I liked the pattern of your rhyme and the "Creep-creep-creeping to the bedroom door."

[Relic]

I'm glad you liked it, thank you.

[Ruth]

Time is not our own and each moment is but a balance of a flicker of both life and death...such a constant cycle should teach us the fragility of each sunrise or nightfall...I wonder if it ever does though, a really moving piece :)

[Relic]

I know what you mean. Time tends to make us forget those important lessons we had so much zeal for at one time. Thanks Poppy. I'll be by your way soon.

[Ruth]

My pleasure love, I enjoy reading you when time allows :)

[Kay]

I admire this piece soooo much. Wonderful job! :D

[Relic]

Well, thank you very much R.M.

[Elizabeth]

I dig the rhythm of the first stanza. It is has a little dash of Poe's Raven. I actually dig the rhythm all the way through. There are a few superfluous commas but that may have been intentional for all I know. I rarely punctuate my work, so there's that.

I enjoyed the throwback vibe. Well done.

[Relic]

I'm glad you're digging me Elizabeth. I happen to think you're a far out chick for giving me a review. :) Superfluous commas? Yeah, could be. I'll have to go back over it and see. Thanks for your groovy thoughts. :D

[maricoona91]

I really love this poem. You personified the sun in a really original way
"Sluggish as a sleeper stretching his form,
Creep-creep-creeping to the bedroom door."
I like the image of the sun on the chair but maybe that's because of the picture you have with the poem. The image goes well with the poem. Nice work!

[Relic]

Thank you very much for your thoughts M. I'm glad you liked it.

[Samuel Dickens]

Beautifully written, it conjures strong images. A great analogy, too, of the rising and setting sun being representative of our brief lives.

[Relic]

Thanks very much Sam for reading it.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Gripping description of Life-Death Cycle.
The duality that will persist no matter how we perceive it.
Great write!

[Relic]

I appreciate the review Jyoti. :)