In this world, we are all transient guests. That is the rule of nature.

Expiring

A rain drop at the tip of a grass,

Last grains of sand in a hourglass,

An insect winging over a toad,

Ending line of a lovely ode,

The sparkle left in a dying fire,

Final melody of a weeping lyre,

Glimpse of the sun before the darkness,

Or the instance we adore prior the illness.


Copyright © Jayaruwan Gunathilake - All rights reserved

Published July 13, 2010 Write a comment
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Mark L. Berryann
A feeling of oncoming darkness is what this great poem has left me with.
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Karin Anderson
Beautiful rhyming couplets Jay and each line has left a meaningful and special image to your theme. Just lovely.
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Fay Slimm
Excellent lines - - each one a thought in itself. - A meaningful poem - -- thanks Jay.
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Sandra Martyres
Each line is a gem in itself...great write
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