Fading Light Of Life Comments

A nice philosophical poem on the meaningless life. 'The fleeting light that was present in the dream feeding eyes with the colour of reflective delight now is exiguous in every single shadow of creation, '... is very nice. Thanks very much.

The sun is rising and setting, Unaware of the change on the earth, The Earth is like moving wave, Every moment it changes,

Now is cold with the thought of death, The fleeting light that was present in the dream feeding eyes with the colour of reflective delight now is exiguous in every single shadow of creation, the flow of life...............full stop u read me no more PPPPPPPPGGGG WHY AJAREEEEEEEEEEEEE KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The flow of life is ebbing toward a shoreless sea, The music of evening birds is continuously improving the darkness in the Light,

Nowhere is the fragility of life's fabric more evident than in the passing moods of a sensitive person. Watching the day's end, he is reminded of mortality. Life's brilliant colors must be relinquished as a day wanes, reminding us that impermanence claims all.

The way of life is a slow shifting of festive season to silent sweetness of easy departure.

The way of life is a slow shifting of festive season to silent sweetness of easy departure.

The way of life is a slow shifting of festive season to silent sweetness of easy departure.

Excellent....10*** The Sun is telling the end of the day, With slow deep movement of the day Night has become a painful witness of those vibrant ways,