The past:
some said
it was heaven-

others,  a burden
yet there were those
who believed
it was a prison
and a dreadful pain

and I
an ordinary guy
unlearnt
and never urbane

who dwells
in the present

pressed by
so many demands
have no time
to turn
to what went
before
and find
no gain
to tread
those paths again

isn't life so strange
people hardly learn
that all regret
and desiring
is but in vain?

Peace I've found
and such I've
managed to retain:
live the day well
in kindness
and gratitude
life then
would be
happy and sane
minus
the needless
angst and bane

now in this
world we

build an
unseen

bridge
to a new

world
real

as a
numberless

clock
tangible

as a body
floating

in an
undiscovered

lake a
bridge

we build
with a

mind
quiet

as a
wordless

poem
we make

our way to
a destination

yet to
be known

yet to
be reconciled

I have loved too much,
its just imagery in my head.
You can tease me kindly
and I'll love you fondly,
I know its flirting at the end,
Those all-seeing eyes
like the shining of bright
Pelicans flap and cry
when its not time to fly.
Dead at the end graffiti
A rebel's chest not perished.
These old steps decrepit
barely can take my weight
and my visions are serious,
recent until flaming wheat

If life were all certainty
zombies we'd all be
gone would be the beauty
and the mystery!

Too much sugar
such can you bear?
Some discontent
life must have :
any surfeit
would lack
a fine fit

too much salt?
All will avoid:
things have
to be borne
in balance-
that's the best way
to live

and by now
my heart
you can easily read:
to extremes
it doesn't swing
it rests
on you
in harmonious beat

It was beneficial -
I was young and foolish
life's basic lessons I acquired
the better became my future

the world is never
as one would conceive
much deception does loom
and cause widespread grief

I was foolish and young
wise words from none did I receive
my way I had to find over time
but with experience in well-living I did succeed