The golden era of my life ⭐️

 An expressionistic rendition of my personal life’s view

Tho ‘Life in Verse’ merely manifested on my moment of merciful need

I’ve been reeling poems over and over at rhythmical speed

So whilst I create them with compassion allowing fantasia now and then

I realise it is my addiction.. yet my drug is my pen

So my cup overfloweth with an abundance of words

I write for the reader so my thoughts shall be heard

As I slouch in solitude on my sofa in a lonely room

The emptiness is overjoyed like a florist’s floral bloom

I shall be lost in oblivion within a bubble in my brain

Seeking out 
adventures again and again

Silently searching for that sensational shred of happiness or pain

Dusting away the cobwebs amidst my boredom wax and wane

Perhaps this symbolises one’s golden era of a life