Chronicle of Life

Your youthful hours and beauty may someday elude.

As you roam through the world.

And as you remove that youthful innocence hood

The youthful age that tricked you,

is the same age of aging quest.

The spirit of death is shouting, will you be my guest?

Years of valuation is on the end of the maze.

Your legacy is the living trace.

Forge by the ticking time.

Life have passed is sublime.

Reviews

[Randolf Ramos]

Thanks bro, just experimenting with making poems......Thanks for the review

[Dinesh Sairam]

There's no need to leave spaces in between, lol. The first thought that struck me after this was that you could have made this a free verse. Some poems initially feel like good in rhyming. But even once, if you doubt it's rhymes, you better make it free verse or some other form that employs less rhymes (For instance, Rime Couee has the rhyme scheme aabaab and perhaps a bref double of axxc bxxc abxc ab) or some other forms of free-verse (Double etheree comes to mind). Some of the rhymes seemed forced. And it's 'Life has passed..' (Careful with grammar and imagery, mate!).

But the poem has a lucid and flowing image. I can never say anything about that. Well done. And welcome to Writer's Cafe, amigo. You're gonna have a great change as a poet here, trust me. I did.

Keep writing.