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.

[Sultrysoul]

The symbolism in this poem is very strong. Your writing is magnificent. I really enjoy it.

[Relic]

I appreciate that Sultry, thanks.

[Sultrysoul]

Always glad to support amazing talent

[Ella]

This is simply amazing and very well written! I love it.

[Relic]

Thank you Ella.

[Valentine]

Having lost the light in my life 2 years ago, I know one day I will follow it out of human sight into God's glory. Valentine

[Relic]

Good for you Valentine, thank you.

[Perkele.7885]

Perhaps the light just went into storage beneath the door until the morrow when it would reappear once more!

[Relic]

Perhaps you are right. That is....unless there's a storm (Cue thunder and spooky music) hahaha. Thanks. :)

[B]

A very pictorial write
Filled with lines of detail

You pay so much attention to the spiritual side of words
I am your fan

Truly ..... Bravo
Clapping over here

[Relic]

You're very kind, thank you so much. :)

[B]

Truth i swear on it

[Relic]

................ :D

[Alice Thompson]

The Grim Reaper-esk personified lights is fabulously eerie, something you would wish that your blinds can keep out! Great atmosphere

[Relic]

Thank you Alice, I'm glad you liked it. :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Relic... Your poem has echo's of
"The Raven never more".
When we leave, the light or spirit
of our soul passes to a place
we someday will know.
Beautiful poetry. truly... Pat

[Relic]

I appreciate the review Patricia, thank you. :)

[Patricia Wedel]

You are welcome dear poet ...
truly , Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

That photo dances with light and shadow, and it resonates beautifully with every word you've written here.

There's nothing to change...please leave the chair as is! And thank you for the pondering thoughts at the end! So true and so poetic!


Kelly

[Relic]

Thanks for advise and the review Kelly. You're very nice to offer your time to my writing. When I have time I will surely review more of yours. :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

May I use this photo?

[Relic]

Go right ahead. :)

[Isobel Moon]

This is so good! I love the rhyme scheme and the way the words flow together. Symbolism is great too. Your poetry is always amazing

[Relic]

I'm grateful you like it. Thanks so much Isobel.

[RomaJ]

Our light, like energy will never die, just changes form. No matter where it goes after life...our memories will live on in all we have touched. Dim or gleaming radiant beams. We will live on. It is always a pleasure to view the spectacular imagery in your poems, Relic. Like viewing a painting. Truly beautiful.

[Relic]

Thank you so much Roma.