Beginning of the End

The beginning of the end,

Has emerged at last,

I have tried my best,

Yet I alone cannot heal the wound.

 

Perhaps I am to be blamed,

Perhaps not, who knows?

But the time acting as a prophet shows,

That like the divergent continents separation is expected.

 

As it pains when someone bleeds profusely,

My heart shall encounter blood loss,

But courageous I am like Hephaestus,

Yet as the icebergs the memories shall melt slowly.

 

Let the end strike,

Enough of the Zen Buddhism-like-dhyana,

Or thinking much over the area,

Let the distance prevail in a manner quick.

 

The days have taught me to be hard like stone,

Rest assured because I like King Balak shall not visit,

Any wizard to harm or blight,

I do not worry of the pain since like sadness it comes to be gone.    

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I liked the usage of the themes in this verse:

But courageous I am like Hephaestus,
Enough of the Zen Buddhism-like-dhyana,
Rest assured because I like King Balak shall not visit,

seems that was stress in each stanza...and the way you went about the lines of this narrative...it enhances the quality of your work...

[Md. Ziaul Haque]

Thank you so much for such a wonderful review.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...