Anisha Dutta Poet Rhyme

Last Dance

LAST DANCE

           Now at end of journey, standing on verge
            detaching myself from emotive urge.
            Hereon death-point, life going to converge.
                                         Almost nigh is complete full stop.

          All achievements are over, naught to venture.
           Long Past to ruminate, useless Future.
           Excitement of life has lost its rapture.
                                      Last bell ringing loud, not to stop.

         Introspection only invites boredom.
        “Listen-Ignore-Forget”: Old-age wisdom.
         New Generation allows space seldom.  
                                  Feeling shy, Last Dance needs a stop.

          Got lots: Naught is mine, all gone forever.
           Seems, I am trounced in life-long endeavor.
          All dark in posthumous behavior.
                                   Silent secret sigh, I can’t stop.

   07/13/21

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Al Juman September 25, 2021 at 3:26 PM Lovely poem -- how are you doing

Anne-Lise Andresen July 13, 2021 at 1:12 PM - A deeply moving poem, Anisha - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Anisha Dutta July 13, 2021 at 10:14 PM Thanks. Love.