When the fears ceased to exist
And I still had temptationss one couldn’t resist
I mirrored those passing thoughts, said I
To myself, down the drain if it goes
Every open door, if open door went abrupt close
What choice would have i, left wi
th me?
Than to lay off all travesty maybe indulge in devilry
Imitating little of, though a cordoned off demeanor
Stumble upon a plan to regain charmed splendour
Never relishing a dream wherein near the shore I washup
Who would adore the nascent rumblings, hereafter in unconscious I make up
Conspicuous be thy benign squashed self
Filled little with remorse and grief calmly withheld
I know now, it all withers away
The love, the dreams, the sorrows
The afternoons, the evenings, the tomorrows
Sparkle your life dear lad, said he
I gazed around, finding pity on just me
The voice sprang again, laughed it over
Listen to your heart, don’t you dare ask for cover
Wait for stars that shine a bit less
Would there be anything to mend hereafter
Nay he said, for there is no tomorrow ….
