Catastrophe KING Poems
952: The Thoughtful Print
I would like to gift you the print of my mind!
When you are much old and gray;
Trying to hold the fall, when full of sleep!
Just nodding by the fire-side, take down this print,
And, hold it in your soft hands.
Slowly read through those lost memories, which –
Your eyes had not seen the shadows dark & deep!
How many loved those youthful moments of your joyous charm –
They admired your beauty & grace with love - false or true!
Now, do look into the dark shadows of this print and recollect –
But, was there one man who loved the pilgrim soul in you; ...
988: Mist Of Memories
Just slipping down into solitude and reclaiming some chapters from the past; he sits lamenting in loneliness, the follies of his youth or were they blessings? He knows not, because for all reasons - his life is today fulfilled and no more could he ask for! ! ! Yet, he wants to cherish each and every word written in the pages of his fanciful memories and convey those as lessons for the youth of today ………………
This is the journey of joy and tears;
Through those once forgotten waves!