Dark Rules

By watedroplet

A sonnet also needs to be part of my half marathon, as I am fond of Wordsworth’s sonnets. I chose Sonnet 73. I have borrowed a few lines from the original poem.


Behold me close in hours when darkness rules

and yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which air-kiss numbing gale,

where melodious music that sweet birds sang.

In me, as thou see'st anile, through flashback

As youngness of her fadeth in the west,

and blanket of light slowly crawled back

in coat of death's second self, swaddle in rest.

In me, what thou see'st the glow of such fire

as it lay on the ashes of her youth,

and the death-bed whereon it must expire,

consumed her as she retires from her growth.

The turns of life earn her the life-time pride

while senescence moonwalks her heyday's ride.



©water2025

26/11/2025-9/11/2025


This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2025

Comments

  1. A Rustic Mind8 November 2025 at 21:38

    Nice post — I really liked how you shared that moment of reflection. Such thoughtful writing!

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  2. Reubenna Dutta13 November 2025 at 07:09

    This is a very reflective poem. Loved reading it.

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  3. Pradeep Nair15 November 2025 at 05:08

    Very nicely composed sonnet. You have captured well the passage of time and its impact on body.

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