Exams are finished and my research has been carrying on in terms of what to do with my life. The bad part about having many passions is that you must eventually face them and learn to prioritize. Because of exams I've been very out of touch with world events, politics and my music lol so here's a goal for the month of December: pull my life back together and make something out of it that I'll want to see. In the meanwhile, here's a poem that I wrote. It was inspired from some of Oscar Wilde's poetry after having had read it.


The Passing

A willow soft lady passed today
With a heart that would melt the snow;
She whispered beauties of the May
And lifted me to where I couldn't go.

A rose pretty greatness came to me,
With a love beyond the oceans;
She pressed worked fingers of three
To every yearning head of the young ones.

To where she transcended is a mystery
For all those she left behind;
She remains here, though, quietly
Unseen to those though she is kind.

Lady of August wipes away tears of blood
And comforts wandering lost souls;
She whispers to me ideas in the bud
And works with a touch of gold.

A willow soft lady passed yesterday,
but is no longer here,
Save for the souls still to make their way
Through the fires where she's been.

Mother, a rose gold lady, passed today
With her loving touch unseen.
Eternal through her own grace
Where only a mothers love could show
In the footsteps where angels roam.