Mirage memory.....

Poem of memories that often return....

Recollection reverie,

mental image fantasy,

is it a real memory,

truth be told, or made by me.

 

My hunger I want to be,

no longer a part of me,

from desire to be free,

troubled heart serenity.

 

Tears I cry so quietly,

bread that’s eaten silently,

new defined reality,

time is now the remedy.

 

Author's Note

This seems to be a theme for me right now. Sometimes the only way to deal with emotional pain is to write and let time heal....

Reviews

[Chris]

We have our own moments - and some of them are even reality...

Sometimes we even survive - and sometimes we only ...wish.

[Dave W.]

Wishing is hard when reality says otherwise, thank you again sir

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i love the blend of lament and playfulness. full of longing, regret, melancholia yet the rhythm and rhyme suggests that there is hope, or an understanding that this too will pass. heartbreak is but one act in the theatre of the world. and i espescially like the insightfulness of the second stanza: you express the desire for liberation so wonderfully.

[Dave W.]

Thank you so much for the review.

[Marie]

You have captured the 'cure' for love lost superbly within this excellently penned poem, Dave: "time is now the remedy!" That is the answer and the correct conclusion which the poem leads to. You will get to that point time. Love heals and when true and pure love comes your way, your past will be fully healed so you can immerse your heart, mind, body and soul into the new love which will never let you down. Great write! Thank you for sharing, Dave...

[Dave W.]

Time healing sure does take a lot of time, as always Mary have a blessed day

[Marie]

Thank you 🙏 Dave. Wishing you the same 🙏