We are not promised

Let's remember that we aren't promised anything

We aren't promised much of anything

Though we might think at a point we are

The suffocating moments defining us for later on

We aren't promised love

As we are taught by our first heartbreak

Where she never looked at me like they did

We aren't promised life

As we are told by the countless accidents around us

Unexpected unlike we would think

As much as I want to be promised happiness

You have to make your own promises

And hope for a brighter tomorrow

Author's Note

It's always hard to become an adult I say.

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

Gosh, Padle!
Yours are such deep, wise, and understanding-filled words from so tender a poetess, but from reading through the extent of your offered poetic renderings, I'm really not all that surprised life has given you such depth of insight.
Yes, we must learn how to be open to all you've mentioned, how to receive, enjoy, and embrace it, honor and protect it, but very importantly, how to appreciate and return it twofold.
Unusual for one so young? True! Appealing and magnetic to the senses? Of course! What poetess or bard would no relish having the ability to express thought, feeling, and emotion so beautifully and candidly — as you have here … excellent, M'Lady!
I bow most humbly and gratefully for the pleasure you have furnished us, Dear Pedle … big hug of thanks! ⁓ Richard

[zunie frost]

Yup you are right and we should never gave up hope ......
Lovely piece of work

[Sanjay Shastry]

Very insightful. You are right. We are not promised anything as we make our own promises.
And keeping a promise, either to someone or to ourselves is a defining characteristic indeed.

[Einstein Noodle]

your note is touching in the vulnerability you express and your poem has a wealth of wisdom for one so young ... some of us never get past the "It sill never happen to me" attitude of youth ... fortunately for most of us the broken heart is the first wake up call isn't it?! not the tragic accident or disease that cuts short (in our belief) a life ... one being too many ... i think the third line in the first verse is powerful .. with depth ..i feel myself gasping for breath when i read it (all three times;) last line of the second verse confuses me ... i think its not knowing who "they" are ... as they are not defined in your poem .. as a young person in this world (i read your about me) i am heartened by your positive closing verse ..too many of your generation are soured by all the "stuff" that tries so hard to suffocate us all ..
E.

[James Whitefall]

Interesting. Thanks for the read.

[White Raven]

I really like this. It's beauty lies in its simplicity, and you definitely capture growing up. Good job sprinkling the powerful words and images through out. These don't hit you over the head, but they're there exactly where you look for them.

[Stan Lee]

I've never done it tbh but I'll take your word for it. Your poem is written in very simple language but also very deep and true. Impressive writing! :)

[andrew mitchell]

yes so true. Clint Eastwood said "no-one owes anybody anything. go out and earn it!

[Gee]

Nothing promised,nowt guaranteed.What you do achieve in life, through hard work, is then so much more savoured.Really liked this.

[JBoone]

Well said. Brilliant. Life is a journey full of choices. Nothing is promised but our attitude can make it all work.