When Gone Are Those Days

Its snowing this time around the year! What's new one would ask, true, sadly nothing about snow is new! But the way it makes me feel now, as compared to how it made me feel last year, has dramatically changed :) ! I hate all the white around me! Hate is a strong word and that's exactly how I feel about it! Maybe all this is coming out of getting stuck at home all alone during a scary blizzard :)....well maybe!!!

So out of this snow-inflicted boredom came a poem. This is probably tantamount to the worst possible boredom any of you have had ever, some of you might have watched a movie, taken a nap or well..... the options are endless, I decided to write a poem. Its absolutely cynical!! :) What the poem means, is left to you to figure out, if you really want to be a virtuoso :)

Yes, these are random writings,
Repeated if's, but's and may's,
Could meaning lie in musings,
When gone are those days.

So, strong willed you leave,
To take on the yessums and nays,
To feed on memories up your sleeve,
When gone are those days.

It is true, matter of factly,
Character builds with necessary frays,
There is no looking back, now, sadly,
When gone are those days.

You achieve, you get some where,
Having stood still during lulls and sways,
Tougher now, familiarity is rare,
When gone are those days.

Ultimately, down to this, it came,
Either one returns or stays,
But, will it, now, be the same,
When gone are those days.

Finally, inside you, tells a voice,
You go back home, to your own ways,
Hoping you will smile at your choice,
When gone, will be, those days.