Gray Hair Thinker (Poem by Vinh Nguyen)

Just another poem I’d written thus far.  Enjoy!!!

Gray hair thinker yearned for younger days,
despite hard labor which cultivated wisdom through ages,
splitting gray hair man idly sat through his days,
after a forest maze, he finally had arrived in old age.

Ironically, he did not find his heaven,
even though he was sure he would find it in younger days,
then he was full of confidence and arrogance,
then he thought he could be forever gay.

As he sat lonely by his little remaining, expiring days,
a eureka moment flooded his gray hair dome,
if he could just feel this present in his younger days,
by now he would have found heaven as his home.

“Oh, heaven, why thou are so elusive?”
the harder the chase, the more elusive thou would become?
Let heaven be evermore, so elusive,
the gray hair thinker smiled of what he had become.

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