Poem By Elcypher_Time's Pilgrimage

Time's Pilgrimage

Standing upon the emptied boulevard
Of lifetime's pilgrimage,
Where rustling dried leaves braced season's silence.
And, the train of mem'ry
Wrecked the moment to lost serenity.
Once again, longed I for
The blissful trance of noble youthfulness.
In this derision, I
Count' the pass of time not in ticks and tacks
But, with the tickling of
My heartbeats, which slowly run a race to
Pace my breaths every
Second, and blink my eyes in a minute.
I paused as reality
Dawned on me that; _old age has knocked my door_
_To steal my heart's barometer._

El cypher