A Lament for Lost Youth and Love
I mourn for the death of my former youth,a time of innocence and naive bliss
which hid from me life's dark, unpleasant truth,
but now holds all the pleasures that I miss;
a time of handsome beauty, brawn, and thews,
as of Greek gods in their Olympian prime,
like Hercules of fabled strength, sinews,
and might of past renown from mythic time.
But, O Cupid!...how I do most pine for
your renewing of my dead, barren life,
which now lusts for the nubiles of folklore,
whose maidenheads can quench my burning strife!
Because of my decline's ever-growing years,
I've lost both youth and love as old age nears.
Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen

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Written on 2018-05-30 at 14:29
Tags Life  Aging  Youth 




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