Friday, July 3, 2015

The Bygones


The bygones,
Days, months, years,
Age,
Youth.




I hark back,
I, be cognizant of
What I've Sown!

‘tis
Harvest time.

I reap Zilch.

Now,
I am desperate,
I try to mend the past.

How Silly!

My present
always an orphan,
Amidst,
my tryst,
to mend my past,
and
Secure the future.


© 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)



Pic Courtesy https://pixabay.com/en/skull-cemetery-genoa-teeth-bone-476740/





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