and nothing remains?

What is life and why is it so hard

                     and nothing remains?

 

 

 

I have stood on aging avenues

watching walls crumble

while destiny’s debris

collects

at my feet

 

pieces of the past?

 

I have heard the laughter of babies

and the wail of the homeless,

opposites in a

straight line of

what is

and what might be

 

voices of the future?

 

I have stared into the portals of

left over meanings,

methodically

laid out to rest

on long tables

of bad intents

 

visions cast of shadows?

 

I have knelt before a dream,

clutching my chest

with indecision,

the pain

a reminder of my

fragile heart-

opened

 

memories of lost love?

 

I have cried

without a witness,

empty streams of

dense forgiveness,

requested of no one

and answered by the same

 

and nothing remains?

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Kristin Lee]

I found myself starring at the page in awe. Very well penned. such passion in these words, and such deep sorrow.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Kristin. I always enjoy when you visit.

[Emily B]

oh, wow . . . this is definitely the stuff

[Jack...]

Thank you Emily

[Cassie]

This is so inspiring, reminds us nothing is permanent. Loved it Jack

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Cassie.

[carol burgess romance]

"While destiny's debris collect at my feet," it says it all. Many of us have shed tears and you are right...and nothing remains. A great write on so many levels.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Carol. Your kind words make me smile this morning.

[Brandon S. Whitten]

An emotion that runs deep within. Splendid read and write.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much

[Sami Khalil]

"I have knelt before a dream,
clutching my chest
with indecision,
the pain
a reminder of my
fragile heart-
opened

memories of lost love?

I have cried"
I keep coming back to this great write. I like those lines a lot...:)

[Jack...]

Thank so much.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)

[Astro]

P.S. there's something fishy in your description.

[Jack...]

Yeah I see what you mean, good thing it is very small font.

[Astro]

Love the flow and voice very much. One to be read aloud,....Slam it! Good stuff Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Astro

[TL Boehm]

I have cried
without a witness,

I cry in my shower. And my car. And often - I cry myself to sleep. This poem carries a resolute ache at its core. Perhaps poets just "feel' more deeply than others.

[Jack...]

Tammy, the thought of you crying breaks my heart. I hope that my poetry does bring some happiness.

[Angel]

Very deep, and very well written. I like the way you smoothly go from one stanza to the next, with the stand-alone lines. Another triumph for you, my talented friend.
Thank you for sharing it with me!

[Jack...]

Sweet Angel, thank you so very much.