Alongside posting my own poems I made the decision to start sharing any other poems that captures my attention. This is my way of appreciating the art of poetry and keeping these poems and poets alive.
So I begin with a poem depicting Carpe Diem. To anyone who does not know what that means it simply means “Seize the day”. I’m a great advocate towards living life to the fullest and making the most of what I have. Live for today, live in the present as tomorrow and that future we so desperately cling on to and seek to achieve may never come to pass.
To The Virgins, to Make Much of Time
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he’s to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry.