Sitting alone on the sea shore, in the evening’s end
Find the dying sun is setting fast, after day’s end.
The boys and girls, busy in playing love games,
Walking on the shadowed beach with lazy steps.
Sitting silently in a distance alone,
I was viewing my early hey days –
I also merrily enjoyed
Those golden days.
All are past today-
Nothing remains.
With dying sun
I see myself
Sinking alone-
Very slowly
In the
Dark
Lone
Grave.
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Amitava (17,02,2014) 5-30 pm
Wonderful poem, Amitava. I have always loved going to the shore and watching the sun set on the horizon. In my mind also, I watch the sun set on my final horizon. Your poem matches that particular mood. I too, write of it in many poems. Thank you for sharing, Amitava. RoseAnn
A powerful shape poem that magnifies our mortality yet the lost of youth is sometimes the price of wisdom. Well done my friend!
A very melancholy write reflecting how many feel in their advancing years. We should remain hopeful, but sadly the reality is quite different as families move away and the elderly are discriminated against.
A beautiful poem with melancholic tone....it is very beautiful to see sun set, though dying sun. Everything has its own beauty...Every morning rises with new sun, beautiful sun rise wake us up.. Morning walk with friends, cup of tea as you said you love to have in your lawn...Sir, if we tell sun set is end of day, very true said but tomorrow is yet another day...nothing is end as long as we tell it..... Sir, now a days not only the old people but this feeling is felt by any person. Todays lifestyle is like that...there is no discipline in it...One add was there in T.V long back chawyanprash...very true said youngster feels tired very soon comparing to older generation, as they dont go for walking. Their walking happen to be in bike..life is like that. Even the fruits can kill one..this is life! Still in-spite of all we tell life is wonderful.....If you want you can delete this comment. I loved reading the poem. Thanks for sharing with us.
You should also view the sunrise and imagine that there is a new morn awaiting you! A very poignant write... but the melancholic tone is a bit depressing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely theme great use of words and wonderful splash