Lost Dawns
I once knew me a leopard, which became a tiger,
And once l knew a wolf that became a ghost,
The tiger was still a predator despite being a liar,
And the ghost still a wolf despite the new host,
How can a leopard change its spots into stripes,
And why would the wolf wish to disappear,
I can only believe that it takes all types,
And sometimes the actualities of life are unclear,
When one chooses to change or hide the past,
Doesn’t mean that it has truly gone forever,
For some memories will always last,
And are meant to stay on as a learning endeavour,
The leopard can never change its spots until it dies,
And the wolf will always remain alone,
Death does not hide the afore lies,
Yet the ghostly presence will always be home,
The tiger wants to be remembered after,
Yet the ghost never wants to be found,
But the leopard, which became a tiger, is still a panther,
And the wolf that died never recovered from its wound,
Some dawns will never be seen again and perhaps this is best,
Whilst others will be forever etched into memory,
Life sadly is just one long test,
And we can only hope that tomorrows’ will be worthy.
© Rory Matier 2012
nice work buddy!!! Almost as good as chapter 4. lol bout to post it just for you.
Nicely done Guy.
Thank you Arjun, how are you keeping?
Very well Guy, very well. And yourself?
Not so bad, we all do we can to get by eh 🙂
You know it..
Nice poem Rory, interesting subject matter.
❤️✌️
BY FOR NOW
https://mwsrwritings.com/2018/10/18/finish-the-story-challenge/, tagged you in this challenge
Hi Michelle, thank you for the tag, l will look at adding to this tomorrow 🙂
Okay
Have you wrote yet? I have not seen the tag , if you have
Yes l have Michelle, l tagged you as well :), Here is the link 🙂
https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2018/10/20/the-path-finish-the-story/
Thank you !!!
Pleasure 🙂
Awesome
This is very interesting.
Great work this thanks for getting the brain matter moving this damp morning.
We have sunny weather here, albeit the sun is warm, the air is cold. Glad you liked it – have a great day whatever the weather does 🙂
Basically said the same thing in my GOT post today: people don’t change!
Neither do tigers.
Great poem! 😀
Hey Paula, many thanks – no you are right – people never change not deep down, they can pretend they do, but they are still there and tigers as lovely as they are the same 🙂