If the day shall come when death is no more,
And love triumphs for good
When right is right and there is no wrong,
And youth and wisdom are one
Then surely time will cease to be,
And we’ll hold hands through forever.
But until that day comes to pass
Time will simply watch
As gold becomes gray and wisdom is gained
In compensation for useless legs
As beauty becomes age and curves vanish,
We could care less.
Lost in our own forever
A contest entry
- passing seasons by Nicolette.
2000 points, ended June 27, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Yes!
"as gold becomes grey
and wisdom is gained"
~.~
"as beauty becomes age
and curves vanish"
~.~
"lost in our own forever"
My lady, you are a writer. no doubt. Three lines worthy to be published. keep the ink alive,
as the blood in your veins! YOU ARE A WRITER!
take care always,
~pithyAplomb.
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I liked the idea of an eternity or eternal life here on earth…appreciating those we love while we are still alive and not just waiting for death and eternal life.
I also liked the way the last line “lost in our own forever” stands there – making a statement – it is the now that matters, despite the “useless legs” and gray hair. So many truths expressed here in a simplistic way but with a lingering quality. Thank you for this entry.
~ Nicolette
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hmm
thinks... someone is back....
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what a universal poem you brought with so much wisdom of life..well narrated thought is here..well done my friend...
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