The Lament Of An Old Man Poem by Emmanuel Ndanduleni

The Lament Of An Old Man

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Twilight, thin light, little light.
My night is near,
As my time is mere,
To the era of dull.

My eyes go blink-blink,
As my Windows gets shut.
My time now short,
As my days gets rot.

I, ll breathe my last breath,
As my soul rides on breeze.
Nap, nap, nape; elaborate my lap
On my thanks giving lullaby.
And, on my obituary,
I rest my misery.

The Lament Of An Old Man
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
We're not forever in this world, not forever young and not forever strong. Our time will come to pass. It is sad, but gain or promotion to those that lived beneficially in due time.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Emmanuel Ndanduleni 25 April 2017

Touching and sad, but good poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 22 April 2017

My time now short! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Emmanuel Ndanduleni 25 April 2017

Thanks for the comment, Edward.

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