Jun 092012
When I grow old pa, shall I smile?
Aye, about sins now, you shall smile.
Shall I live forever then or fall
You shall answer when Night calls.
Shall I find rest when I grow grey?
Long lasting rest you shall-without pay.
Shall I meet my fellows, old?
Aye, many pregnancies of a thousand ghosts.
Shall darkness then becloud my face?
Not if you care not to count your days.
Shall I be strong, or feel week?
Not if you who your LORD do seek
He guarantees your future’s glee.
And pa, shall I too go uphill?
Son, they way all wayfarers travel still
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Famous Isaacs @doremi
I'm a poet, storyteller, communication expert, emerging blogger, and teacher of English language and Literature .I've been writing poetry for two years. I've just completed my first volume IN THIS CHAIN OF BROKEN DREAMS, a collection of feminist-themed poems and those advocating for child rights, and am now writing ONE DAY IN THE FAILING LIGHT OF DUSK. This one is a collection of love poems. For financial reasons I have not published my works, but I keep writing anyway. You can visit my blog: famousisaacs.blogspot.comGo to Famous Isaacs's profile, and read more of his/her posts.
Nice, nice!…thoughful questions and wise answers..I love the rhymes…Well done doremi…$ß.
thanks Bubbllinna. drawing my muse from writers like yu
Hmmm, nice one. Ehm, the last line is Son, the way all wayfarers travel still”, right?
oh yes, pls. am sorry abt the error in typography.
Nice one…question and answer format.
Re read, and edit your work before you post.
This is a good poem.
oh yes you are right. I really should not be having excuses to why a word was wrongly spelt, or ideas not being clearly presented. Every good writer knows that accuracy cannot be taken for granted. I’ll work on that.
Uphill we all go, joor…
Kudos to you for a nice poem.
Thanks Elly…