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!
Once errant knight
I journeyed bold
To the edge of life,
An untimely spirit
On a world in plight
Now in endless dark,
With anxious mind
Renders so eager
To leave behind,
Seen odious times
Wants ne’er more suffer,
These ominous flights
They’ve made of our world!
Aspects of life
Esoteric at times,
Has one restless
With want to find,
The suitable haven
For wondering mind,
Holds to survive
Defend abstractions,
Be the place to hide!
Poetry on a canapé 