Inevitable Omen

The path I took was crystal clear

on the very day I set my foot into your realm.

You had me wrapped on your finger

like in a cliffs edge, ready to cut,

ready to fall.

I held on tightly to this rope

you had slowly tried to severe

I was blinded by a shammed light.

Yet still I decided to stay

but no matter how hard I try

to crawl my way up to your heart

I always end up fumbling down

Into an inevitable omen.

No matter how much I try not to take notice,

even if I did not want to see it,

It appears.

The truth that I tried to ignore,

a forlorn attempt to escape reality,

I was hurting.

It was already a predestined augury;

he was leaving me,

and I didn’t know what to do.

I was a pious saint, clinging hopelessly,

crestfallen, miserable, and heart broken.

The signs, they scream

how good it will be for my soul

while my heart silently cries in torment.

Please tell me which omen do I believe in?

With each faint crashing sound

my mind starts to drill in,

that no matter what I do, or believe in

In the end, he was still going to leave me.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Unknown Poet]

I love this poem ..
Its true everyone can relate

[Arooj Purra]

it was a lovely poem .....

[Adesanya Yewande]

A lovely poem, remind me of a friend always telling me yewande you just cant satisfy everyone, those who wants to leave will leave just like your inevitable omen, its really inevitable, thanks for sharing friend

[barleygirl]

This message is very powerful & truthful & enlightening. People who dislike us or leave us will probably do that eventually, no matter how we try to change ourselves, to change the outcome. The title of your poem reminds me of "red flags" . . . things we blast right by, without taking heed. On some level, it's no surprise when the outcome isn't rosy. I like the way you've expressed hopelessness in many different & unusual ways, yet your poem doesn't feel hopelessly hoping, becuz the narrator really does know the truth, deep inside. The end of your poem feels like a jumping-off point, where the narrator is going to start living an authentic life, rather than hopelessly hoping for something that was never meant to be.