VIVELA yester year thou art alive, <br /> memories hidden from the stained eye, <br />Thou was the mornings breath she breathed, <br />Thou was the balm that lulled her sleep. <br /> <br />Ay! but tis no more alive, <br />For in time one must but die. <br />Love that should have been an eternal nest, <br />Now rots in a decayed mess. <br /> <br />Who art thou a mighty king? <br />To play one’s game with no fair win? <br />Oh! but thou never seeked; <br />Her love so flawless and meek. <br /> <br />Fate doth unfold it’s mending thread, <br />Ay! tis can never ever erase, <br />The memories, yesterdays delays <br />But temporally plaster the wounds that bled. <br /> <br />Shanika Paul <br />From the collection of Poetry on humanity <br />U/graduate BA English(OUSL) , ADIE(UK) , ACIE(OUSL) , DIP; AMI/PSY(Cambridge) Trained Teacher(IMSD<br /><br />Shanika marini Paul<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-yesterday/
