And my father told me then <br />As in this poem I pass to you <br />‘What you have pursued is your ego’s road’ <br /> <br />Had I trailed the path my heart showed <br />Never would I have struggled <br />With such lines of rhyme, <br />But as the learned may recall <br />There is always a time <br />To be a poet <br />Or to follow the passions <br />In a dream <br /> <br />Read your own book of rules <br />Had it never been in times scheme <br />Life has to fade after seasons in the sun, <br />O world as in life <br />Remember in death too <br />What I have won <br /> <br />But is what the world sees <br />That victory I dreamt of in life <br />Or is glory in surpassing <br />The barricade of strife. <br /> <br />And my dreams tell you now <br />In this secret I reveal <br />What I have sought <br />Is a decree of forgotten times <br /> <br />Had I rushed up a retreat <br />For dollars and dimes <br />Never would I have found peace <br />In lines which burn to death <br />But as men in trance may recall <br />Poets cannot rhyme life with wealth <br /> <br />To be or not to be like Hamlet <br />To live a dream in a yonder world <br />Read of yesterday in times book <br />Where like chaos, future swirled <br />Life will burn at deaths tip <br />Till darkness takes over the ashes <br /> <br />O world as before death too <br />Will I see in my afterlife these flashes? <br />And still is what I write in ink <br />The letters the world gets to see <br />Or is poetry an image <br />In a mirror of words I free for decree?<br /><br />Abhay Vignesh Liginlal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-decree-of-forgotten-times/
