Time

A poem about growing older and how we love differently, and wanting to recapture the niavety of first love. Hope the message comes across, please feel free to share your thoughts :)

Behind closed lids I remember the walks,

As adventures, and the dinners,

Were banquets. An abandoned park,

Became a moonlit cruise, down a silvery, forgotten path.

After the shutters are drawn, I remember,

When each minute was a precious capsule of time,

So unique that it could never be replicated,

Or forgotten.

I remember a necessity, to be,

At your side. And the great strength of will,

Required to pull away. Such honest certainty,

And devotion, which age demotes to foolishness and weakness.

I fear I am becoming an old, cold husk.

No longer excited by simple touch.

Or captivated by the purpose of admirable glances.

Feeling, that with every year, another ounce of magic is lost from the world.

When the lights came on, I remember,

A shadow, lurking. Behind every victory

And every defeat. Observing every change and growth,

Staining the corners of my mind, was you.

I fear I am becoming bitter, and closing the doors,

To trust. A wandering child who has lost her way,

Searching for the sunrise. I remember when you disappeared,

You misplaced my heart and forgot to leave a map.

How have I traded the roar of the sea,

For the lap of a lake. And stumbled into,

The natural footholds carved out by time,

Waiting for adventure to sweep away my feet.

Reviews

[Blue]

Wow, this took my breath away. You got your point across with flying colors! I was enchanted by your narration and I agree with most of the things here. Funny thing is, I remember my style in you. "Behind closed lids" and "capsule of time" are somewhat similar to my lines in one of my poems.

I can relate to this and I'm sure I'm not the only one: "I remember a necessity, to be,/At your side. And the great strength of will,/Required to pull away." I remember what it feels like...ahh, such sweetness of nearness...

What a graceful poem that provoked me to travel back to my early days!

[Gilda]

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it and felt a connection :)

[Sami Khalil]

"How have I traded the roar of the sea,
For the lap of a lake. And stumbled into,
The natural footholds carved out by time,
Waiting for adventure to sweep away my feet."

A splendid read and write...Good job...:)..................

[Gilda]

Thank you! I'm so glad you liked it :)

[Sami Khalil]

I did. You are welcome...:).....................