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The Lost Minstrel

 

I sing no
more

In
lucent hue

The heart is
marred

Reft
with rue

Near and
dear

Left are
few

Yet I
warble on

In
accents
true

Sing not
for me

But for
you

*

Talk
not then
of mice
and men

And maybe
never
talk again?

And rave
not
of Michaelangelo

Once far away
twice
long ago?

*

The icons come
the icons
go

What’s left
is but
a maudlin show

Where daisies
wither
and wild weeds
grow

*

Sing not
of sacral
monument

Towers the
sky
looks down
on (wo)men

Vanities
that quick
forsake

The winter
storm
the summer
quake

*

Life will
fester
blood
congeal

As we
boldly chart
the human
weal

Until stupor
does the
spirit seal

*

Quo vadis
mighty
conqueror?

No more
than wilful
wanderer

Rushed to
meet
an empty
fate

Oft
untimely
sometimes
late

*

Hither you
strut

Thither
you lie

Beneath a
patient
ogling sky

That but
waits for you
to do
and ___

*

Kingdoms
rust
duchies
fail

For want
of wisdom
for want
of a nail

And you
who bluster
you who
rail

You who
seek that holy
grail

Where will
you splendor
ere
you fail?

*

“Tis
but a
hapless

Once
told tale

No, you
cannot
prevail

Though you
be
hearty

Though you
be hale

Though
you
lusty cheer

Those
strong
arms flail

Your ship of
life

Has long
set sail

Caught in
maelstrom

Lost in
gale

As wizards
simper

And
witches
wail

*

You rush
out
in frenzy
unready
to quail

You rush
out
in frenzy
to no avail

 
[© R.Kanth 2022]

 

Professor Rajani Kanth, is Author of Coda (Novel) , A Day in the Life (Novel), and Expiations (Verse)
 

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