Waning Life
WANING LIFE (Terzenelle)
When you opened your eyes you found you’re old!
Your dreams remained unfulfilled, thoughts still crude;
Wizened, your hands are quivering with cold!!
Not long before you were in sprightly mood.
You thought of wading through the oceans blue.
Your dreams remained unfulfilled, thoughts still crude.
Of life and death you thought of finding clues!
To end the wars and find the peace, you mused!!
You thought of wading through the oceans blue!!!
Now mind is creased; imagery is bruised;
Your pen is blunt and papers turned brittle!
To end the wars and find the peace, you mused!!
You churned and creamed the life, but too little!
When you opened your eyes you found you’re old!!
Your pen is blunt and papers turned brittle;
Wizened, your hands are quivering with cold!!!
Copyright © Mydavolu Venkatasesha Sathyanarayana | Year Posted 2011
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