Youth And Old Age Poems - Poems about Youth And Old Age

...When we say goodbye, Time will not stand still. Life moves on as it always has, Forsaking my own will. Don’t try to feel sad— I’ll know it’s all a lie. You didn’t love me while alive; Don’t ......

Continue reading...

...Golden leaves, sheet music written by the unforgiving hand of time, Fall in the slow rhythm of years that slip away like sand in an hourglass. We are violins tuned to the melancholic tone of the et......

Continue reading...

...The divine master is many things: He is a monolith to which we pray; He is the light and he is the way; He’s in each and every place - Like the commandments we shan’t debase. The divine maste......

Continue reading...

...Have this rage. From youth to old age A world I hate Horrible fate No drugs ever gave me relief My belief Rage can make you fall Loose all Makes life sad Being forever mad I do not drink ......

Continue reading...

...In the endless kingdom of time, where clocks are silent and years dissolve, Existence weaves smiles with the mirage of immortality, faultless, Man, a traveler towards the infinite, through melting ......

Continue reading...

...As Time Fades by Rebecca Morris   when we lose someone precious time begins to stand still our heart begins to ache and theres an element of our lives missing that no-one else can fill we questi......

Continue reading...

...Youth - a temporal ladder is That Might help one climb onto the plains of old age Where The fruits of experience and learning ripen are So The soul sips their nectar and becomes a s......

Continue reading...

...You can hear them, choices for you're listening, you can see their visions if you just open your eyes and see; there's a difference - perceptibility, the important versus the insignificant, ......

Continue reading...

...‘Angered seasons have ere now’, creak the bones Of the old, ‘laid cities to waste. Now time Will uproot from our earth the enraged stones And heap them upon our heads’. But the grime Of t......

Continue reading...

...A bridge we build inside of us From our youth to old age A swinging bridge quieted now With a mesh of creepers Entwined like our tendril lives. We paint the bridge in different colours Like ......

Continue reading...

...The memories of summer childhood fun stay with you for a lifetime. One fun thing we did, was to blow soap bubbles. I always thought it very pretty, the way they captured light. Memory is youth in ......

Continue reading...

...(1.) As Eager Sun Rose, Rewarding Its First Bright Gifts As dawn woke, uttering shining of its first rays Night's darkest veil vanished into whispering winds Rooster's clear crow, signaling a w......

Continue reading...

...Worn limbs creak like tomb's ancient doors Jumping from youth to old age with lightning's shock Kind mirrors with mounting dust blur lines Leaping into my shopping cart are restorative skin creams......

Continue reading...

...Textures Burlap and satin, old age and youth, that’s probably backwards to tell the truth. Cause something that’s satin, is easily cut. While hide of pure burlap is tested and tough. Bur......

Continue reading...

...What heart holds love most pure? unasked for, freely given flows eternally through our lives. What heart holds pride shinning forth? with loving eyes, beaming face for each trivial task comple......

Continue reading...