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.

[Ed Hart]

sun and shadow and sluggishness; i need a cup of jo...sun is life sure enough, darkness and shadow, inner and outer, merely the undiscovered country (for those who have not been there)

[Relic]

Thank you Ed, I'm glad you got it. I appreciate the review.

[Rob Santana]

Damn it Relic!!! You have me looking under my table right now,hahaha. Creepy as hell, the suspense. You nailed it. Good job.

[Relic]

Thanks Creeper.

[Firestone Feinberg]

A special and original poem. Easy-to-read. Easy to understand. It's wonderful. --David

[Relic]

Thank you David.

[Lost in Wonderland]

So simple and yet so deep. You've crafted a magnificent metaphor in this piece. Truly amazing.

[Relic]

Thank you very much for reading it. It's one of my favorites. Nice picture by the way. :)

[Lost in Wonderland]

No problem(: and thanks!

[LA Lorena]

I can't believe this little beauty escaped my notice. I love the control you have! you have exercised in your pacing such nuance and subtlety, flawless rhyming and flow to perfection. This is the way I like poetry best, thank you for sharing.

[Relic]

Thanks so much for such nice words my friend, it's appreciated.

[Frieda P]

You bring great light to this place, I love this...it's really special :)

[Relic]

I appreciate that Frieda, thank you.

[Frieda P]

I like the new pic you chose, and this one still resonates in my bones.

[Baby Ricochet]

Nice picture. Great poem. I enjoyed it

[Relic]

Thank you for noticing it.

[Xanthous Crow]

Shadow and light are always interesting themes and personifications to use in art, especially literature. I like the description of the sunlight crossing the floor. Being slow, it feels almost old or feeble. I especially like the humanizing of the sunlight when it reaches the closet door, it seeking peace with the darkness, wondering why they are fighting, incapable of comprehending the nature of polar opposites. But what I like most is the lack of reply from the shadow. It is rather ominous - it feels as though the shadow is uncaring or seeking the quarrel the sunlight seemed to want to end.

Nicely done, Relic. The typical Darkness vs Light motif (big, dramatic war) is absent her, but that is a good thing.

[Relic]

Thanks so much for the review Crow, You've delved into my thoughts with accurate precision.