"No Time Left, But for Yesterdays"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poem: Reflections on the Desires of Times Past

"No Time Left, But for Yesterdays"

We all have heard the great callings, from deep inside our souls
After all, we are; just mortal men, with many, many goals
We have all heard it, over an over again

Until the words; they
Fall upon Defiance’s ear
Which do not and will not, hold

We seek our heart’s satisfactions, without fear of recourse or blame
For we have no shame

Our greedy hearts they can not, be contained

We or maybe just I alone

Do pretend to be

Insane or sane?

I  have had great joy and magnificent sadness, so I am told
That this is; what lead me, to my secret madness, of being so bold
But, the joys have all aged so

And they, have been thrust into
The damning sands of

Old

As for the sorrows, they always seem, to be replenished or retold
I have tremendous fears; of growing older, and losing my sweet mind
But, as for my today’s and my tomorrow’s, I have no concerns, or any  time

I pined and mined for; my yesterdays, as even they have grown cold
I hunt; as a mad treasure seeker would, with a fever for gold
An unquenchable thirst, for sweet wine and a lust for extending my mind

The Treasurer

Of 

These only

Remembrances

Of 

The 

Joy filled times

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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