EVERGREEN THOUGHTS
Thoughts are so serene and warm,
Like the embedded seeds of a farm;
Bounce back like the turbulent storm
Shatter the mind, that’s so calm.
What these thoughts are? I often yawn;
Had they nurtured, as I was born?
Kindle my spirit as I go on;
With evergreen cherished thoughts of dawn.
Happier and happier, as days rolled on,
Father and mother, as days pulled on;
Brothers and sisters; and friends for long,
Flowers and lovers, as days bygone.
Sweeter and sweeter, the dreams kept on,
But bitter and bitter, as days flashed on;
Boldness and braveness; I just cried on,
Are the words, I forgot to act upon!
Too late they say, as I march on,
Silver my hair, as they grow on;
But tender my age, as I was born,
Craving and crying, for the age so gone.
But the evergreen thoughts are so fresh and strong,
Like inscribed stone-words of long;
Cumbersome and tiresome these days are,
At the fag end of my life so gone…!