“ Contentment ” ~ an enviable reality ~

I’ve so far lived

What may have been,

The in between

Something akin,

To sporadic measures

Of wistful pleasure,

Agleam wouldst seem

Alluding to contentment,

Said be for most

Achieved in but a dream…

                                                                                   

Till now were times

I anxious to find,

This world abide,

Shared altruistic life

Might yet be mine…

 

Hence set behind

A past held fast,                                                         

I’d want be blind      

To feminine acuity,                                                       

Whose wisdom such                                                                        

Would foster love,           

Thru fate’s modality

Beyond the in-between,

A relevant contentment,

Be thus an enviable reality!

“ The Best Of Life ” ~ be ephemeral~

 

I question why

The best of life

Be ephemeral,

Thus so decry

Its slower pace,

To reach in time

Beyond cerebral,

This meagre space

Said be prize place,

When joy of mind

A longed for state,

Man wouldst rejoice

Thru wisdom’s take,

That may but come

In the twilight wake

Of my life’s journey!

 

“ The Face ” ~ he’d known ~

I see the face,

A crowded place

That tells of life,

Would indicate

A past so filled,

Yet but depicts

A slightest trace

Of puerile days,

To hoary layers

Of crinkly grace,

Time so risks take

What’s left to hold

That offers hope

For man so bold,

To skirt a while

His resting place,

And he not find

The face he’d known

Now buried neath

A senescent waste!