I sat in retrospect,nothing uncusomary
And viewed my expunging light-
Before I went outside in corporal call
In my little solitude.I viewed the cold surroundings
And shied to mt self-bettered stated;
I learned resignedly `its indiscreet to contend
The legacies of the honorary past,
I drowned,towed by passion innate inherited-
The atristry passion sometimes in folly`s best,
With dust in my impairing the faculty
I despise yet still the mystic virtue drives me in ink;
I sat,not in blind appreciation and read
The wisdom of thought,the bounty of imagination,
The aloft hills and peaks yielding in the stratospheres
Pouring forth their unrivaled postulations and truths-
The prejudiced Age by birth `lways reviling Youth,
Holding up higher opinions e`en in life`s trivias.
The mind like a rolling tape in prosaic mundanity
Licked up the bubbly years and halted near a watershed-
Poignant reminiscences o`ercoming blissful merriment:
Some understood the glory seed phenomenal entrenchment
And ceased,foolhardy`s epitomy,disempowered and
Disengaged on course-I remember the malicious mockery
And now I epitomize what I before downlooked.
I kept going,disregarding the untoward of towering morose;
The siver screen before me in youth`s sophidtries-
These over-lamented by self-rhyme yet content,
The illusion of bliss,the emancipation from morose-
I draught`d this streaming juice, confined in upright
I were a mockery of obtrusive jocularity
Somewhere along the sequent line the passion derailed
And the brunt of the aftermath is eternal.
pity be the less of the conspicuous akins,
The tyrant sun wreath-bent to immortal glory-
Bestowed `efore our time to bask all that is under,
And the victorioud moon intertwined in cosmic
Constellations,enchanter of old Romance,
These brothers of dtrife,unsurprisingly in loathe-
Yet still gracious Nature moves them
And yet not moves me in this stagnation realm,
The harmonious cordiality,the conspiring bodies-
Such eccentric mystery of faculty borne of heaven
Rests not mortal`s breath,the elusive Peace.
I seek not in gaudy power monetary` best
I liberty my core from loathe and prejudice,
I do not smother the innate talent
I ne`er stray inadvertently from the betterment course.
The sun mirth has too little shone in my vision Faculty;
I feel the softening rays trampling on their efficacy,
The elated Moon in a waning countenanc
loitering about the skies toil-bent for mortal`s enlight
Brittle Years!Hasty span!-spent aloft abreast the girdle belt
Expunged
