Sun that raises at dawn sets with twilight
Rain that washes my face soon dries in the breeze of time
Looking close, what once was thought gold now mirages of pyrite
Passionate love's slippery sweat wiped on a rag of rhyme
Age's shadow sweeps softly over youth's brow
Past evaporates as cleansing water on one's eyes
Eternity collapses in a broken mirror of here and now
Where lies mutilated truth, in a pile of lies
Years through a torn sieve pour
Day melts to night, night condenses into day
A frown, just a wilted smile I once wore
Black of night, light of day all turn to gray
Was, is and will be, heaven knows no more
Difference between wrong and right, even God does ignore
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Sadly when you look at the news and what is going on in the world your title seems very apt. In the UK everything seems topsy turvy. We have to make our own happiness, especially as we age. Still trying to see blue sky through rose tinted glasses. A lovely poem sorenbarrett. Fine imagery.
Thank you Cassie for the read and kind words of comment they are always most appreciated.
Us humans have a lot in common with sunset, they are each unique and full of fiery colour, yet as we grow old they do not
A very powerful piece and sad what with your very brilliant title,
Years through a torn sieve pour
Day melts to night, night condenses into day
A frown, just a wilted smile I once wore
Black of night, light of day all turn to gray
I guess this will always depend on if our glass was half empty or full. Such wonderful reflection of an incredible time of day when that sun comes to rest leaving the day behind. 🌹
Indeed Teddy There is the other side to everything and this is no exception. Thanks so much for the read and comment it always means a great deal
Superbly written Soren 🙏🏻🕊
Thank you so much Cryptic your words are always esteemed.
What a great reminder of how ephemeral our lives are. Like looking into the mirror and seeing past, present, and future all at the same time. Thanks for giving me a time of reflection as I read your words. As always, masterfully written.
Thank you so much for the most kind words of support they are most appreciated.
As we age with time I guess we get a little wiser and knowledgeable and learn to see the world as it really is, not how we wished or believe, and sadly that does make for good viewing, really enjoyed today's offering
Thanks so much for your read and comment it is always highly anticipated and valuyed
You are very welcome
What you feel, you attract. Well written, Soren, Your poem seems to revolve around the passage of time and the transient nature of life, love, and truth. I love how you explore your youth fades, love becomes elusive, and the distinctions between right and wrong blur over time. You seem to reflect a sense of nostalgia and resignation, emphasizing the inevitability of change and the complexities of human experience. I enjoy how you include the natural elements (sun, rain), the emotional landscape (love, truth), and the philosophical considerations of existence (time, morality).
That pretty much sums it up. A gain you are right on. It is a cynic's ageing view recognized as being nothing more than a fading shadow in nature's evolution whether body, soul, or values. Thanks so much for the read and comment
And time continues to pass...until we do. But one day it will be better...but it will get worse first. Beautifully written, I love this poem.
Thank you so much Ninja for the read and most kind words they are always most appreciated and valued.
Beautifully written, thought-provoking, and emotionally resonant. Your poem explores complex themes and emotions with simplicity and clarity. Well done!
Thank you Salvia for your kind words they are always most appreciated
Brilliant.
Thank you Thomas
This is brilliant.Rhyme cadence and purpose.What more could they want.Exceptional
Thank you David for your supportive words they are most valued
Great job, Soren. This is a deep exploration of time, disillusionment, and existential inquiry, of which you know I am a fan of. 🤣 This poem causes readers to reflect on their own beliefs about truth, morality, and the passage of time, leaving them with profound questions about life’s meaning…rather than answers, the hallmark of great philosophical thought and poetry. Again, well done on this my friend. 🌹👏
I thank you my friend for your interpretation of this poem and for the thought given to its meaning. It means a great deal.
You are most welcome, Soren!
We need to form our own ways in life and not be life others soren, if we believed all the lies we are told it could be even a worse world.
Andy
So true Gold I appreciate the read and comment.
This piece has mountain top highs and valley lows. An incredible journey in words, Bravo.
Thanks so much for the read and comment it is always appreciated
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