Some guests come without a warning or heed. They come
whenever they wish, not whenever you need. They follow you around at work, haunt
you when you sleep. Their
gazes target you keenly, it penetrates you deep.
They don't care for timing, they don't care for the moment.
They come when they please, they come just to torment
They might come when you rest, eyes weary, your resolve they will test
The can come uninvited, at the worst of events, they will
make you break down, speed up your descent. And no one will understand why it
is that you cry. It has been months, even years, since you've said goodbye.
They'll come at happy moments, a wedding perhaps. They just
love it when you are surprised and cause mishaps. When you look at your children,
you'll see them too. Staring at them and staring at you. Your throat will
constrict, it might even hurt. But don't you fret, just don't.
Shadows that haunt you, whenever you go, they just hate it
when you try to let your life flow. Their memories are etched into the paper of
your heart. Time heals everything they say, but where do I start..?
When you see a person gaze aimlessly and shake, don't be
discouraged, their hand you should take. Don't try to comfort them, don't try
to mend. Don't even try to offer a helping
hand.
Just stand with them, and in silence atone.
Just stand with them, so they don't stand there alone.
I can relate to this poem so much, particularly in my young life when there was too much death for me to be able to integrate the ghosts that haunted me at strange times. This certainly describes what I have experienced- not only by the ghosts of those who passed over, but also by the memories of other losses- of friendships, lovers, even cherished jobs. You did a great job describing the hauntings. But I agree with the last review- the most touching and deeply felt truth comes through in the last lines. There is sacredness in that silence that cannot be matched with any measure of words or actions, except standing with someone. Thank you for this beautiful poem.
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8 Years Ago
This one is very close to my heart.
Thank you for reading it.
Wow! I appreciate the ambiguity of personifying those list. Ghosts or memories? I have a preferred reading, so like that you haven't limited my reading to your perspective, while, I might add, painting an entire, complete piece.
The end is brilliant, simple and ever so hard to do.
I can relate to this poem so much, particularly in my young life when there was too much death for me to be able to integrate the ghosts that haunted me at strange times. This certainly describes what I have experienced- not only by the ghosts of those who passed over, but also by the memories of other losses- of friendships, lovers, even cherished jobs. You did a great job describing the hauntings. But I agree with the last review- the most touching and deeply felt truth comes through in the last lines. There is sacredness in that silence that cannot be matched with any measure of words or actions, except standing with someone. Thank you for this beautiful poem.
Posted 8 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Years Ago
This one is very close to my heart.
Thank you for reading it.
The guests seems disturbed or doesn't want anyone to go on with their lives. They just want there in their silence but with messy feelings. They are a busy guests...
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8 Years Ago
Thank you for the review. I appreciate you taking the time to read this.
I guess they are ind.. read moreThank you for the review. I appreciate you taking the time to read this.
I guess they are indeed.
Very nicely done. Good rhyme and flow. It resonates well with me as I too have those uninvited guests that come at times they're not wanted. They just pop up out of nowhere. Great job!
"Just stand with them, so they don't stand alone."
I adore that line; when people are grieving, others around them don't typically know how to react or what to say. How do you make someone heartbroken feel better? I love this because it's simple, but speaks in volumes. Well done!
I like writing, I suppose.
English is not my native tongue, I picked it up at school and mostly improved it through computers.
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