Seize the Day
The autumn sun has risen
but yet to attain high noon-
make hay, my roses fair.
I would not be happy to see you
decaying with the hasting day.
I have short time as you.
Growing too quickly to decay.
Dying as the summer’s rain-
as the pearls of morning’s dew
never to be seen again as I’m.
I have learnt a lesson from
butterfly, your best friend;
“It is better to be happy for a moment
and burnt with the beauty
than to live a long boring life”.
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October 26, 2014
Form: Carpe Diem
Fifth Place Win
Contest: Seize the Day by Regina Riddle
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
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