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.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

This was great, seems like you put allot of thought into this piece.
It was very deep, and meaningful.
Life is short and the darkness of night comes around quickly each day.
Sometimes even when the sun is out, we don't see the light.
We should live life to the fullest, because the sun won't shine forever.
Great piece.

[Relic]

Thank you very much cimmy. I appreciate your review.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Anytime :)

[Jamestown]

This is great no doubt, I know where I'm headed. This does make the mind hope around a bit.
if you ask me by accomplishing that you did your job as a writer. Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Relic]

Thanks so much Jamestown.

[Jamestown]

of course!

[Cayla Fenton-Reeder]

Beautifully written and I hope this gets published because of how true it is. So keep on writing while your riding the waves of life.

[Relic]

Thanks Cayla.

[Cayla Fenton-Reeder]

Your welcome :) ;)

[Lavender Soya]

All of these are transient. We may depart per se but will go somewhere for sure. To another life, another dream. This poem made my mind wander. It's a master piece!

[Relic]

Thank you very much.

[Lavender Soya]

You're welcome :-)

[Vishuddha]

But, your own metaphor implies another sun rise on the morrow.

[Relic]

Observant of you, thanks.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

I understood what you
were saying here and you described it
so beautifully even though
it seems grim in a way.


And I agree with Jacob has a little
bit of a Edgar Allen Poe feel to it but
it isn't overly depressing.



I try not to think of this as I don't
believe ones that committee Suicide
are In a happy place and I have lost
a great grandfather and young
Cousin in law and a young friend to suicide
so death isn't something that makes me smile
but you painted it in such a
beautiful way didn't seem as depressing :)



Thank you for sharing my friend God bless. Benita

[Relic]

Thanks, I don't think I had suicide in mind when I wrote it. Old age was more what I was thinking. Sorry to hear about your involvement with it.

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

Oh I gathered you didn't have it in
mind that is what made this so beautiful
but it is harder for me to write of life then death.

it is always a sad story or something about
love or heart break and only happens when I am sad
but seems you write yours with more light thank you again
for sharing.

Thank you I am just a very sensitive soul
so when I think of it that is only time it bothers
me but it is helpful if one writes about it or if I am
trying to help someone not take another life
so knowledge it is helpful to others but can be painful
but I do alright I am a pretty upbeat laid back bubbly
happy soul :) I can't survive being sad or depressed
all the time,
but I was happy to read this piece didn't make me cry made me smile.


Take care my friend :) Benita

[Relic]

Thanks again Benita.

[Matching Socks]

I'm not exactly sure what to believe in anymore. I would hope there is somewhere. I have lost only one person that was very special to me and I hope that she is somewhere very special.

[Relic]

I've lost many friends and I hope they would be somewhere special myself. Thanks Ana.

[Matching Socks]

You're welcome. :-(

[David Scott]

Again, a pleasure to revisit such an inspirational write Relic.
Be well and shine bright!

[Lyn Anderson]

A wonderful emotive, thinking piece on one of the things all humans contemplate from time to time.

[Relic]

Thanks KL.

[Iika]

This poem is really good - fresh and brisk, and it had a very calming effect on me, for some reason, even though the topic is quite serious and even a bit grim. I find I'm quite fine with being a dash of light and then disappearing. The metaphor doesn't feel forced at all, which makes it effective and powerful.

Just one thing: "with the knowledge it could not stay" kind of disrupts the flow of words for me, I think maybe something like "knowing it could not stay" might work better? That would also go well with "the glowing chair".

Otherwise this is very well written, wouldn't change a thing.

[Relic]

If I'm not mistaken, I may have battled with that line. A lot of them have been tinkered with over the years. Thanks very much for your review Lika.

[Iika]

The work you've put into this definitely shows, the imagery is so spot on!

[Relic]

Glad you think so.