Two poems

I've written two new poems in the presence of utter boredom. I also had the opportunity to start reading Milton's Paradise Lost and it is amazing how well the words flow despite the fact that they had been written centuries prior. Maybe, one day I'll be as good as him :)


Future


The future holds much

In its grasp 

Vast and unthinkable 

In its depth and mystery


The singsong voice

Of lessons being learnt

The scratching of pens

And the turning of pages


The cheers of youth

Ah! Wonderful and joyous

Freedom seemingly boundless

Coming to an end 


The wail of a Babe

Responsibility approaches

More to lose 

Than ever before


Groan of bones

Tired and weary

Wrinkles and aches

Ready for the end


And then there remains

Nothing, but silence 

Only broken by the breathing 

Of those alive and living 

                                                Aby



Steel yourself


Steel yourself in armour

Bright and shining

For now is the hour

This time is most trying


Wield your blade

Sharp and quick 

Unless your like you wish to trade

You or them, you must pick


String your bows

Now! Make haste

Nearly here are your foes

No time to waste 


Strengthen your soul

Witness to many things

Fearful and foul

Yet you must shield your being 


Take your first step

You've come so far

If peace you wish to keep 

This is the time for war

                                               Aby



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