The passage of time, betrayed by the age in my eyes;
Imbued wisdom now replaces the follies of youth.
The storms on the sea of life have taken their toll;
And in their wake, a resemblance of truth;
The taste of innocence, long forgotten on my tongue;
Replaced now with the flavor of knowledge.
Vanity crept in somewhere along the way;
A validity I was unwilling to acknowledge.
Night is in order. But twilight is a reluctant malcontent.
It wishes to linger, and tarry in the fray.
Alas, nothing has an alliance with time;
And soon, it will relinquish the light it holds so dearly;
And night will have its way.
Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 12:53 PM UTC
The passage of time, betrayed by the age in my eyes;
Imbued wisdom now replaces the follies of youth.
The storms on the sea of life have taken their toll;
And in their wake, a resemblance of truth;
The taste of innocence, long forgotten on my tongue;
Replaced now with the flavor of knowledge.
Vanity crept in somewhere along the way;
A validity I was unwilling to acknowledge.
Night is in order. But twilight is a reluctant malcontent.
It wishes to linger, and tarry in the fray.
Alas, nothing has an alliance with time;
And soon, it will relinquish the light it holds so dearly;
And night will have its way.