Life's a Paradox
What’s life
but a kaleidoscopic swirl of mirages
Churning transitory memories,
Fleeting moments in perennial time.
If only I could bring back
those willful days of youth
When the sun shone bright all my ways,
When the nights
were a fair field to sow daring dreams
and days dawned to reap them at whim.
My life spread its wings for miles unseen
and flowers bloomed all the way umpteen.
Now, I dread the break of day
Aimless upon my bed I just lay
I mull over many a bygone day
and stress over that fateful day
When a new day
with all its glory to share
come looking for me…
And I will not be there!
~05/26/19
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