Monday, 5 January 2015

An Epitaph for Future




Past will never die…
Lives like the eternal; the perpetual prick
Present will one day become that forgetful past
And will not ever die
Future is the only mortal, certain to perish
Uncertain to bloom….and exist
Let’s mourn for the future, the futile mortal
Preserve the ethereal past…
Celebrate the ailing present
And lament the ephemeral future!