Forebodings

Evening mist

at morn?

Why is it dusk

at dawn?

The sun keeps

burning low

The moon has

lost its glow

Nature is weary

of Time

As I with this

futile rhyme
 

*

An Era is

passing on

Ere long will

All be gone
 

None left to

witness bear

To wake , wonder

or care
 

*
 
What price that

grail of gold?

What left to be

bought or sold?

The seas do

restless churn

Far forests

silent burn
 

The stars soon

fade away

The End of the World

is Nigh –

Nothing surreal can stay

Save the heart

in endless quest

Beyond requital,

or rest
 

Though wan

and woebegone –

Will softly

sojourn on
 

[© R.Kanth 2021]

Professor Rajani Kanth, is Author of Coda, A Day in the Life, and Expiations