Gloomy Day. Poem by shafeeqrahman rahman

Gloomy Day.



Looking back,
confidence I lack.

The ways I passed,
to infinity it stretched.

looking on scale,
turn I pail.

scaling the covered ways,
arises the hues and cries.

looking forward,
turn I coward.

next to me the end of way,
yes, the grave of clay.

looking calm,
where I am.

it urges me to amass,
virtues in mass..

Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
whilst I came to know, the life has an end and we may quit from the bitterness of this world to the eternal sweetness...but, when I measured all my deeds in detail...I scared and realised that I have a lot to do...yes `miles to go before I sleep`
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