Poetry
by Aloysius M
Plight of Life
The consensus speaks
Of attainable dreams
Of moves and schemes, I trust
The dues and tithes, I must
Ideals to hold until I'm dust
I've been chasing visions
but catching dreams
I've been throwing dice
hoping they land right
This is my plight
I'm bearing crosses
And battling forces
Fingers crossed
I take no more loses
Because, I will be hard pressed
If I don't see the dawn
My soul will mourn!
Such is the pact I've sworn
Tomorrow
Where am I going friend?
Though I am glowing,
I am still not certain
What lies behind that curtain.
Could it be? The other half, of
My dreams ... don't make me laugh.
Or another treacherous path,
One which I have to pass.
This mystery sends my mind
Through visions far beyond
The truth of what has denied
My eyes of what lies behind
That curtain called Tomorrow.
Six And Death