Wistful Banality

For friend needed a change - find your way to better days Julie.

This longing is growing thin,

stretched long to and cracked,

unable to snap back in place,

stinging raw within rare return.

 

Sweetheart turns sour with time,

an advertisement says otherwise,

taking for granted the young love,

turncoat of promises buried deep.

 

Deserving a greater weight now,

when pain tips scale in direction,

towards the black and the grim,

past takes form as future’s desires.

 

The sediment of false hope thick,

words as empty actions undelivered,

only tears and shouting bring reprieve,

by one who should know much better.

 

If there enough of you to leave this,

to give it a go again with healing time,

someone with respect and admiration,

rather than leaving a darkened wake.

 

Don’t give into a cliché nostalgic past,

when the chains it brings bounds tight,

noose of memories slowly choking out,

life from soul that could burn so bright.

 

Consider a better future your reward,

for taking a risk and departing a louse,

even solo trek better than the contempt,

 given by rake with claims to no heart.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"to give it a go again with healing time,
someone with respect and admiration,
rather than leaving a darkened wake.

Don’t give into a cliché nostalgic past,"

A very good advice and needed support for your friend. We are indeed souls burning bright claiming hearts. Excellent...:)..............

[Wynter Ignatius]

This is how I deal with many things now Sami; I write. Glad to see it was moving outside the intended audience.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. It is good to purge. You are welcome...:)....................

[Daydreamer]

Very well written!! Absolutely witty and beautiful♥
you're unique♥

[Wynter Ignatius]

Thank you - I leave a slice of myself in all my work.