Life's Little Lamentation

conscience overtook the effort of enthusiasm as manner declined the result of smiles and someday the treasures of the caverns will belong to sad creatures of heaven verses were strung and used to hang loose and without the frame of possessiveness and care without caring submissiveness will die again a death of loneliness the breakable bonds will last not long threshold of the unwise will not belong and decisions and choices were one to choose where dreams go and win but lose conscience overtook the lightheartedness as manner stood gloomily over the bay and looked and looked at the sunset grey where hopes shall finally reach and stay

there are no leaves on a hardened tree which needs not the mighty sun as inept as they should feel for him that neither shines nor attempts to reach Is that love? unkind dove and without humility to the familiarity they yearn to the light that had felt natural do they then pursue thee indefinitely? purchase some time to understand and occasionally sell the truth for if worthy the truth is not then sunshine shall shine never on those leaves which grieved