The Pulsating Life Poem by Felix Emeka George

From the day of
all human's birth,
they pulsate desire
till the aged days.
When the nostalgic
days of youth die.

Strength drops like dew in the morning
Like power rain drops
shooting in the noon.
Ebbing in space and time
Tears drop unto sand
as mortal wasting ensues
All forms makes a scene like a passing glance.
Rushing from desired
youth to aged mortal,
for reasons unknown.

To every being on earth.
It's so strong a touch,
no one can defy
once it's time.
In solace finding of wishful comfort
The rains wash away sorrows and soil,
as the lord let it
cleanse the earths.

Copyright © Felix Emeka George | 7 June 2017