"Love Dies in Time" by Edouard Bernard Debat-Ponsan‘The Departing Year’ by Satyananda Sarangi The Society January 7, 2023 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 24 Comments . The Departing Year This night shall stand and stare with wintry rage Through half-closed windows stained in loss and gain; To measure all astounding feats and fame Against those bitter tears in blinding rain. The memories shall never wane with sight, Nor lend to coming days a newer tone; But serve to blurry eyes of aging time A light to tread the path of life alone. So let us bid this passing hour farewell, These old, departing years shall hang on walls Like splendid portraits of some loyal friend Whose voice within our heart ascends and falls. . . Satyananda Sarangi is a young civil servant by profession. A graduate in electrical engineering from IGIT Sarang, his works have featured in the Society of Classical Poets, Shot Glass Journal, Snakeskin, WestWard Quarterly, Sparks of Calliope, Page & Spine, Glass: Facets of Poetry, The GreenSilk Journal and elsewhere. Currently, he resides in Odisha, India. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Trending now: 24 Responses Russel Winick January 7, 2023 Thought-provoking, with very nice meter and rhyme. Good work! Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Greetings, Russel Sir! Thanks a ton for this appreciation. As much as I can remember, there are three of your poems that I love the most – “Memory”, “Revelation” and “Wisdom”. So these words coming from you means a lot. Best wishes. Reply Vicki Roberts January 7, 2023 Absolutely beautiful. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Greetings! Thank you so much reading my work. Gratitude Reply Paul Freeman January 7, 2023 Some amazing imagery here. Thanks for the read. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Thank you for your comment, Sir. “One Afternoon” remains one of the few stirring poems I’ve ever read on SCP website. It reminds me of a similar poem that I had written on terrorism – “Through an Open Graveyard”. Always a great feeling to have your comment. Reply Paul Freeman January 8, 2023 Thanks, Satyananda. It was an indelibly scary time, which helped to convey the event. Brian Yapko January 7, 2023 I am a fan of your poetry, Satyananda, and I find this to be a beautiful addition to your body of work. I love the image of departing years hanging on walls “like splendid portraits of some loyal friend…” Well done! Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Dear Brian Sir, greetings! Your supportive words have always silenced those voices that come down heavily on rhyming verse. Thanks a lot. You’re one of my favourite persons. Reply Paul Buchheit January 7, 2023 The year gone by should serve to light our future paths! Thanks for your thoughtful poem, Satyananda. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 New Year Greetings! Quite grateful for such appreciation. Reply Tonia Kalouria January 7, 2023 This is beautiful. Ah, memories…. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Indeed. Memories say a lot in a few words. New Year greetings to you! Reply jd January 8, 2023 Enjoyed your farewell poem, Satyananda. I too, like the idea of the years as portraits on our walls. What would we remember without tangible memories of written words or photographs? Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Exactly. Even I was surprised when I read the poem for the first time after I finished writing it. Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Best wishes. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Indeed. Memories say a lot in a few words. New Year greetings to you! Reply Margaret Coats January 8, 2023 A lovely poem, Satyananda. The year-end weather of the first stanza is sad and cold, but then in the second stanza, memory serves as light to aging eyes. Then in the third stanza, memory enables us actually to hear tones of voice from a dear departed friend. This is an upbeat ending to a poem ending on the word “falls.” The piece well expresses both the sorrow of years gone by, and the true happiness that remains as their gift. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 9, 2023 Greetings, Margaret ma’am! Thanks a lot for your highly valued insights into the poem. You have always been here with constant support. Best wishes Reply Morrison Handley-Schachler January 9, 2023 Thanks for this Satyananda, a lovely poem with lots of gentle imagery. Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 9, 2023 Greetings Sir! Thanks for the kind compliment. Best wishes Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant January 11, 2023 Satyananda, a beautiful poem I thoroughly enjoyed. Like Brian, I love the image of departing years hanging on walls – the closing couplet is lovely! Thank you! Reply Satyananda Sarangi January 11, 2023 Gretings, ma’am! Thank for your generous words Reply Alec Ream January 14, 2023 “Like splendid portraits of some loyal friend Whose voice within our heart ascends and falls.” – S2, I will have to send you a photo of my living room wall due to the incisive profundity of those 2 lines Brother. Excellent! Look for me on Facebook. 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Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Greetings, Russel Sir! Thanks a ton for this appreciation. As much as I can remember, there are three of your poems that I love the most – “Memory”, “Revelation” and “Wisdom”. So these words coming from you means a lot. Best wishes. Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Thank you for your comment, Sir. “One Afternoon” remains one of the few stirring poems I’ve ever read on SCP website. It reminds me of a similar poem that I had written on terrorism – “Through an Open Graveyard”. Always a great feeling to have your comment. Reply
Paul Freeman January 8, 2023 Thanks, Satyananda. It was an indelibly scary time, which helped to convey the event.
Brian Yapko January 7, 2023 I am a fan of your poetry, Satyananda, and I find this to be a beautiful addition to your body of work. I love the image of departing years hanging on walls “like splendid portraits of some loyal friend…” Well done! Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Dear Brian Sir, greetings! Your supportive words have always silenced those voices that come down heavily on rhyming verse. Thanks a lot. You’re one of my favourite persons. Reply
Paul Buchheit January 7, 2023 The year gone by should serve to light our future paths! Thanks for your thoughtful poem, Satyananda. Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Indeed. Memories say a lot in a few words. New Year greetings to you! Reply
jd January 8, 2023 Enjoyed your farewell poem, Satyananda. I too, like the idea of the years as portraits on our walls. What would we remember without tangible memories of written words or photographs? Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Exactly. Even I was surprised when I read the poem for the first time after I finished writing it. Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Best wishes. Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 8, 2023 Indeed. Memories say a lot in a few words. New Year greetings to you! Reply
Margaret Coats January 8, 2023 A lovely poem, Satyananda. The year-end weather of the first stanza is sad and cold, but then in the second stanza, memory serves as light to aging eyes. Then in the third stanza, memory enables us actually to hear tones of voice from a dear departed friend. This is an upbeat ending to a poem ending on the word “falls.” The piece well expresses both the sorrow of years gone by, and the true happiness that remains as their gift. Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 9, 2023 Greetings, Margaret ma’am! Thanks a lot for your highly valued insights into the poem. You have always been here with constant support. Best wishes Reply
Morrison Handley-Schachler January 9, 2023 Thanks for this Satyananda, a lovely poem with lots of gentle imagery. Reply
Susan Jarvis Bryant January 11, 2023 Satyananda, a beautiful poem I thoroughly enjoyed. Like Brian, I love the image of departing years hanging on walls – the closing couplet is lovely! Thank you! Reply
Alec Ream January 14, 2023 “Like splendid portraits of some loyal friend Whose voice within our heart ascends and falls.” – S2, I will have to send you a photo of my living room wall due to the incisive profundity of those 2 lines Brother. Excellent! Look for me on Facebook. Reply
Satyananda Sarangi January 14, 2023 Thanks a lot for the beautiful comment, dear friend. I will surely get in touch with you. Reply