There is nothing left to say now.
Cherished dreams slip into nothingness
as they float away upon the sea of change
towards the far horizon, quietly surrendered,
beyond sight, beyond touch,
fading softly with the dying of the sun.
There is nothing left to say now.
Everything comes to an end,
and we all flounder in the darkness
like lost children with no hand to hold,
no place to go,
no new tomorrows.
There is nothing left to say now.
No more songs to sing, nor stories to tell,
no dawns, no sunsets in this new time,
as the light is forever extinguished,
and naught else remains
but oblivion …..
There is nothing left... You wrote comment for my poem Enough for This Life which has similar tones. You are right - many feel this way. Maybe everybody feels this way sometimes. Thank you.
A peaceful and well considered poem not melancholy but instead with a calm resignation as the only true option against a superior and inevitable happening. Perhaps calm acceptance is the our best way to shut down. In my poem What reason for this mortal stand, I was considering life as being retired and then finally decommissioned. So many metaphors for our last day or days. In my poem Once we met. I was rolling through life reminiscing til the last line. It is a great topic that is infinite in its options and interpretations. Thank you.
wow such brilliance filled with so much sorrow just remember where ever despair lays hope also resides
There is nothing left to say now... A simple line but beautifully cadenced. Your verse is authentic and fresh. This is a fine example
Swimming in the sea of sadness yet rich in realism that state the story of a destiny that is dark! Well done my friend.
........we must hold onto those dreams and to faith......and believe everything will be ok....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well written poem Val. They can't all be pretty ones - that's life.