“ What We Left Behind ” ~ remains part of us ~

What’s left behind

We may forget,

Tho some of which

With much regret,

Albeit dismissed

As mere neglect,

Persists remain

As part of us,

One suffers fret

Fate instils thus,

Till life defines

Best one be bold,

Ere to achieve

A state of mind,

To render whole

Wouldst fix to find,

Inspiring soul

Desires opine,

Worth rescue

What we left behind!

                     An ode to wishful thinking!

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“ He Is As One ” ~ with he who lives inside ~

 

He is as one

With he whom resides

Abidingly inside,

Who lived within

When body draped

With youthful skin,

Yet he who be therein

Albeit much the same,

Not so the he we see

Worn more than thin,

With cragged façade

Those years did carve,

Upon a now worn lad

The while resides as one,

With he who lives inside!

 

                                                       ode to they who have arrived

 

“ In Early Morn ” ~ I see time hurry past ~

When I awake

In early morn

I linger there

The while beguiled,

Envision the while

A rousing storm,

Albeit semiotics

Tells  I am born,

This day again

to keep alive,

Impulsive ways

To but survive,

In life too fast…

 

Hence so I wake

To contemplate,

A constant haste

That cannot last,

Yet would so blur

Time hurry past,

More than before

Worries  my stay

As it contracts,

To illuminate

Most every day, 

Thus in the wake

Of early morn

Find to invalidate,

Time hurry past!