Illuminated faces growing old,
light escapes the eyes with belief of God.
Evaporated ambition goes cold,
night stifling with shivering dreams- awed.
Senescence- a single thought remembered,
scribble caricatures; become Chaucer
Quintessence- heaven building; dismembered,
paradise lost- desired the crosser.
So long to life, leaving it so empty;
lacking of substance- bygone dead era.
Fear upon the pew- the silent abbey,
alone once again with Charon; lira
The past flashes and appears orotund,
waiting at the end is your moribund...