The Memento

When once I trek wearily lonely on a path As I knew life unknowingly could pour it's wrath. I tried not to get myself entangled In life's problems, but unceasingly I wrangled Until I met a maiden on whom's words I stood Then fighting life's problems I knew I could. Repulsively, I skid off my way; My face whenever she saw, she try to look away Then to her my flaws I said I knew And the chasm between us she sew. The almighty all things we know could gather Verily I perceive has brought us together. But though all things were made for our general use, Many a time things do not fuse But my mistress whose love is so innocent and free Let me grow near her like a tree On which with her love she could water Making our bond so strong none could alter. As a beauty i know she is a star And there is none like her by far Cause all beauty she is accounted to possess And love, none can match her in her prowess. But at the end life is but a walking shadow And your hour if you abuse and fret, then ends your show But our life a memoir would be, then unleashing a MEMENTO.