Days go without chance

[osho]

Days are meant to come and go
Luck or adversity
In your absence or attendance
All I can do is wait and wait
Until desires subside
And carcass decays

Yesterday sat in a reminiscence
Tomorrow looks through a hazy vale
Present has yet to be present
I am sitting on the fringe

Against the cosmos and the rest of mankind
My coming and going mean nothing
When you became the rest
What remains of my associations concludes in null and void

You can commemorate a past love story
In your immortal verses
But they are like dry ashes
A sweep of time will blow up

I am waiting for days
Days and nights have their own ways

[Delta40]

You're my favorite poet atm osho. Very nice to read and to philosophise over

[osho]

You're my favorite poet atm osho. Very nice to read and to philosophise over

Your comment is a great inspiration and it kindled in me a desire to write more and more verses. You are a great, accomplished poet yourself and to read a heartening comment from a poet is a matter of boundless joys.

[Buh4Bee]

A nice reflective poem. Although a personal piece, it can be enjoyed by a greater audience.