When upon stagnate times midst the room solitudeness
Befallen by mute twilight of the red horizon of the sun
I contemplate of ardent friends in the helm of glory days
Mocking fawn humour with absurd vulgar lines devoid of concern.
Life`s a journey once travelled you cannot turn back,
Yet mellow memories enshrinned in time`s vast mind-
Of companionship beating a decade is impervious to time`s wreck
Which ravages all that is under the sun daring to stand.
A search for the lucrative pot of gold put a hold on the friendship
A new one established late in glory days which surpass the rest.
Though nuance differences caused a few shaking o`r companionship,
But it lies in the past;O!Black princess may God be with you in your quest.
Reciting this file in the memory bank with a pining soul,
Yearning to cease stagnation with prevailing year journey to travel.
