I was killing time before bed last night, and I wrote this poem. Hope you like it!
Once I travelled quite alone
Along a moonlit road.
Searching for a happy home;
My final days’ abode.
And neither tarried, nor did rest
As I walked and wandered.
A restless soul; on a futile quest –
To reclaim the life I squandered.
Once there was a chance for me;
Of happy, languid days.
But that was when my soul was free
Before I’d lost my ways.
A carefree, thoughtless thing I was;
Led astray by youth.
But now my heart doth give me pause;
For I have learnt the truth.
The sins of my younger years;
I’ll pay for earnestly.
My mind plays upon my fears
Of what my punishment will be.
And so I travel my lonely road;
My heart and soul asunder.
And though my sorrows overflowed;
Still down this road I wander.
Before my life is done, I may yet find peace.
And tranquility, at least, is not beyond my reach.
And I will search for it, before my life’s surcease.
That I may go gently when I cross into the breach.