Time's Up Poem by Kwai Chee Low

Time's Up



The sun is setting
So is my life
Just as the morning sun
Radiates hope without strife
My youth too was bright
Love, dreams and adventure
Those glorious years were a sight!
Until time became the quencher
The excesses returned as sicknesses
Suffering and being abandoned
Never in those early years
Now old age is my companion
Lingering memories of good times
My only solace
Slowly disappearing
Where have they gone?
Who am I?

Monday, February 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh 01 February 2016

Lingering memories of good times in old age-nice write.

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Kwai Chee Low 01 February 2016

Thank you, Akham.

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