Aimless life's long meander,
Destined to the ultimate tomb,
Arguments can hardly prosper,
An awry mind's desolate tread.
I have grown old for love,
And old for any youthful delight,
But once I had squandered my words,
For a beauty's worthless praise.
Why we men, I do ponder,
Stretch some bonds to eternity,
And pursue with expectations,
Rewards for our solicitude.
An advice for the senseless hearts -
Eternal bonds are bothersome,
And now I've this valedictory rhyme,
For my absurdly affectionate heart.
1 comment:
The poet seem to have a lost soul..
and the message this conveys does not seem to be perpetual as it, I assume is a result of the circumstances the poet is in while the poem originated which is prone to change as time pass by.
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