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Youth
by Richard VinceSometimes, I forget that I am
Still young, and that I do not
Need to search for the youth
I still have.
Sometimes, I find myself
Feeling nostalgic for
The most painful times
In my life so far.
Sometimes, I begin to believe
That I have acquired wisdom
Enough to know when to
Gamble, only to find I have
Lost again.
Sometimes, I begin to view
Someone as a peer until
I remember that we are
Nowhere near the same
Place in life.
Sometimes, I forget to heed
All the lessons learned in
Years I forget I have lived.
10/30/2012 Posted on 12/16/2012
Copyright © 2025 Richard Vince
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 12/16/12 at 01:06 PM Roll the dice my friend for the greatest lose is in not having played the game of life and sometimes one does win. And then the prize may well offset any loss you have ever felt. Nice write. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 12/16/12 at 01:29 PM The sum of sometimes' divided by the remainder amounts to an equation that is invariably unbalanced; making sense of our confusion may not be youthful, but it can be useful, I guess... |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/16/12 at 05:11 PM And yet this poem exhibits a self awareness that tells me there is continuous growth. Thank you. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/17/12 at 01:36 AM That middle stanza is fantastic wisdom. Great piece overall, man. |
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