"All that
is gone now," my conscious screams
Never again
shall I madly fall in love
Scribbling
his name on a piece of paper
In reverie,
smile highlighted on my face.
I threw my
anchor down long time ago
And settled
in a steady and secure lagoon
The storms
of the young heart
Are no more
to be seen
As the hair
greys and the dreams fade.
I’ve got
everything one can hope for and more
And all
this seems to be the nature’s way
To show the
autumn is on its way
And things
are as they are
And they
are here to stay.
It came
suddenly, this wakefulness
That the
youthful time is gone
Now I can
only stand and behold
My offspring
to start living the dreams
That’s theirs and theirs alone.
As if the
juices of life were drained
As if my body
no longer wants to strain
But seeks respite
in the nest instead
And the
next phase awaits
When I am not here but dead.
When I am not here but dead.
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