Bravely the sun announces night has flown,
Its blinding rays far and wide it casts;
Reluctantly the moon descends its throne.......
Nothing lasts
Contentedly you'll hear the robin sing,
Her egg-filled nest she proudly broadcasts,
Then one sad morning her fledglings take wing.......
Nothing lasts
The withered rose that once nourished the bees
Now treats them like bewildered outcasts,
Her drops of nectar no longer appease.......
Nothing lasts
Sad hearts rejoice when Love knocks at their door,
So glad to forget their shattered pasts;
Soon they're holding hands with despair once more.......
Nothing lasts
For some, life holds honey;for others, rue,
And then suddenly the trumpet blasts,
The Angel of Death comes to claim his due.......
Nothing lasts
last stanza: " noun archaic noun: rue repentance; regret. " with rue my heart is laden" " ....no wonder i didn't know the noun form of " rue" ; it is " archaic" ! i do NOT speak the archaic tongue. I wonder if this relates to a recent event in your life; a message to follow in your Inbox, Lora. bri :) to MyPoemList
How beautifully you have articulated your thought! Yes, nothing lasts but your poems will last for a long long time.
Beautiful said. True nothing lasts. Thats we must seize the moment...because nothing lasts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh My God! What an outstanding poem stands out here! Lora, your poem touched my heart, I read it again and again! How beautifully you've expressed the sad feelings! The fourth stanza is the best. Poignance and melancholy find easy and eloquent expression in your poems. This poem gets 10/10 from me and I pick this up to 'MyPoemList'.