Sparks of ember,
Burning bright.
The unseen darkness
Away from the light.
Half scalded, half alive
Bits of yellow and chunks of red
Ablaze, it was once radiant
Now it’s just about to be dead.
The hot coal, a sign of life
With an endeavour to
dazzle.
Moments of glow, moments of pride
All pass away; existence a hassle.
Matter of seconds
And it all dies down,
All that remains is the ash,
Waiting to be blown.
Frail is life, not our thoughts
Strong within and yearning.
Taking a deep breath I now see,
Life’s all that’s worth smiling!
© 2012 Dhriti Govind Raj
PS: No, I ain't quitting beauty blogging. :P :)