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As Life is Mirage

As dusk to dawn succeeds, so death to birth,
Swift arcs the arrow, with the ark of man,
Lost on Time’s sea, while his alloted span
Is soon forgotten, dry-docked, narrow berth.
For dust to dust returns, earth turns to earth;
Each sickled moon a sickly herald, wan,
Is witness to impermanence.  Fanned plan
Spins to Fate’s farce fast ending. Light and mirth
Must fade or jade before they prove their worth.
In earnest, blazing brightly, nothing can
Remain eternal, beacon Hope can’t scan,
And flame as ‘fixèd mark’, and so its dearth,
Ghost mirage, mocks love’s life and locks life’s love
End is in sight ere ends expressed above...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author notes

Acrostic Sonnet AS LIFE IS MIRAGE


‘fixèd mark’

Shakespeare Sonnet CXVI


Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove :
O, no ! it is an ever-fixèd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

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  • chryshta
    June 2

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    This is a beautiful piece of work, the imagery was devastatingly beautiful. It most definitely pulls the reader in, in a captivating wave of inspiring words.
  • what a strong immagery and what a strong voice you have with your so wonderful poetry here..I love the subject and its treatment as well..well done....

  • Providence
    August 26, 2007

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    "Each sickled moon a sickly herald, wan,
    Is witness to impermanence."

    One of the most brilliant lines I have ever read. And having read some 3,400 books that I recall that is quite an accomplishment.

    But I have come to expect brilliance from you.

    Ovations!
    Marianne


  • Night Hope gold member
    August 26, 2007

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    "For dust to dust returns, earth turns to earth;
    Each sickled moon a sickly herald, wan,
    Is witness to impermanence."

    A wise & lovely penning, my Friend. Life remains both beautiful & brief. Good luck in the contest, Scribe. Wanda