TRANSIENT SPLENDOR -- LOVE'S BATTLE WITH TIME

Remarkable piece that captures the essence of life's fleeting beauty and the eternal struggle between love and the passage of time. The poem's opening lines set a reflective and contemplative tone,

WHEN I ponder upon life's transient bloom,

Perfection fleeting like a fragile wisp,

This grand stage merely a celestial room,

Where hidden stars their whispered influence slip.

As I witness mankind's growth and decline,

By the same sky's whims, both blessed and denied,

They revel in youth, its brilliance does shine,

Yet fade away, forgotten, their glory beside.

Thus, the notion of impermanence's reign,

Reveals your youth's opulence, profound and rare,

Where Time and Decay engage in a poignant strain,

Transforming bright days to nights, disrepair.

In this war with Time, for love's sacred plea,

As he robs from you, I graft anew, eternally.

:: 06.26.2023 ::

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Good morning,
What a lovely poem to read as my first read early this morning in Spain. I have been off this computer for quite some. I broke my clavicle and the 3 ribs... Not great.... so typing has been quite a chore...Finally getting better...plus, basically stopped all the pain killers. So that is a bonus.
These words sing out to me...
his grand stage merely a celestial room,
Where hidden stars their whispered influence slip.
There is so much hidden behind all that you write and I find myself rereading your work many times and each time find myself rethinking my thoughts as I delve deeper behind your words.
I just went back again to read your words and was moved by these....
As I witness mankind's growth and decline,
By the same sky's whims, both blessed and denied,
Using the words sky's whims...what an amazing thought...
I could go on and on...
Lisa

[E.P. Robles]

How I wish I could calm your pain. How I do today and forever more. How life is full of pain and pleasure. Both in equal measure. Dear. Thank you for such kind words and be safe and allow love to comfort.

[Lisasview]

You are so caring... I do appreciate it...Yes, pain and pleasure...Wasn't it Gibran that said something..and these are not the correct words.... How does one know please with out pain....
Thank you so much for thinking of me,
Lisa

[E.P. Robles]

Kahill Gibran was a great poet. I am inspired by his poems.

[Lisasview]

As I read hen 50 years ago, I would say the inspired my poems and my life as well...
Lisa