Contemplation
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If eschatology were to be believed,
Life were to end by now, certainly;
but here; I live and so do you,
something says we’ve eons to spend.
Restlessness steals peace of solitude,
drenched in memories; good and odd;
pushing the seams of wrapped, lost
thoughts;
like turning pages of an old read book.
Adversities that bedraggled bonds,
sudden flash of a well-kept secret,
debris
of broken hearts from
deceived love;
conducts that awarded unfair epithets
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tears flow down of joy and sorrow,
as glimpses from this movie
are caught,
I wish some edits could be made,
only if some time could be borrowed!
The air of grief then slowly hummed,
the songs of happiness we sang then;
reminding that the bad whiles spent,
are indeed that keeps other times
content.
For Wordle#127 at Mindlovemisery's Menagerie and tuesday platform at Imaginary garden with real toads
I really love those opening lines the way you used eschatology (which isn't a word I have ever actually heard used in real life). I love the introspective nature of this piece
ReplyDeleteRestlessness steals peace of solitude
Gorgeous
Yves
Neither had I heard this word before entering this prompt. Happy to learn more and evolve :) Thanks for the encouraging comment, Amber :)
DeleteYes, 'we' are drenched in memories and there are deceits. It would be hard to make a break now.
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p.s. Mrs. Jim and I have been married 43 years now.
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Deception is everywhere...and in all relationships... That's the sad part, however, one that (at times) bring temporary joys :D
Deletewe have to learn to live the moment, the only beautiful philosophy :)
If we can only hold on to that ending line we can get through all the rest! Nice.
ReplyDeletetrue :)
DeleteThanks, Margaret :)
I too wish some edits could be made. :)
ReplyDeleteLike minds :)
DeleteRestlessness steals peace of solitude,
ReplyDeletedrenched in memories; good and odd;
pushing the seams of wrapped, lost thoughts;
like turning pages of an old read book.
Sigh.... beautifully profound!
Thanks, Sanaa :)
Deleteprofound!
ReplyDeleteThanks dear:)
Delete"glimpses from this movie are caught" that's what it does feel like. Your poem is deep and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Debi :)
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