Thoughts

Each morning I awake,

to ponder,

Reflections,… in a broken mirror.

Opportunities lost, riches squandered.

 

Thoughts of silver,

when I cherished gold.

Thoughts of  time,

that rendered me old.

 

Thoughts of a pleasure,

Turning to pain.

Thoughts of our passage,

through  lover’s lane

 

Thoughts of heaven,

drifting to hell.

Thoughts of a place,

I once knew well.

 

Thoughts of a joy,

becoming so sad.

Thoughts of the dreams,

and the love we had.

 © Paul O' Neill 2012

Reviews

[lisat]

This is like having a window to your mysterious mind. I love it.

[lisat]

+ for some reason we keep repeating the mistake.

[lisat]

Oh those blooming lost opportunities. I think we all have regrets about those.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

Quite and gentle reflections looking back with wiser eyes. This was a beautiful read.

[Pól]

thank you so much, C

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

:)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hi Paulo, Another fantastic piece from you. Reads so easily and full of panache. Great flow and perfect meter. Lovely!

[Pól]

Thank s John- love your poetry and your reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hey I thought the masterbation was between us and the chicks on here! Power to yuh!

[Pól]

love u-but not that much!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Glad to hear it you reasure my poetic confidences!

[The Random Writings Of ..]

The opening lines in this -
"Each morning I awake,
to ponder,
Reflections,… in a broken mirror"
Are a very powerful opening to your thoughts and lead into your piece. What a sad piece it is. It weaves through a journey, broken hearts, times lost, passion and falling to hell. You have written this well and the roller coaster of emotions it takes me through allows me to feel you emotions as you put them out there.
Outstanding piece of emotions!

[Pól]

Outstanding review! Thank you so much.

[The Random Writings Of Me..Kates]

You are most welcome!

[felioness]

Very beautiful...a poignant journey through love that was lost. Well penned.

[marlayesterday]

I love the ebb and flow of this.
Each morning I awake,
to ponder,
Reflections,… in a broken mirror.
Opportunities lost, riches squandered.
You have a way with words. :) Thank you for sharing

[Pól]

Sharing makes it worthwhile.

[Alexandria Reece]

Reminiscing with that depressive anchor, it's beautiful the way you've highlighted dualities. It was a clean and crisp read off the tongue with a deep and much more complex theme, the last duality. That contrast really brought something extra to the piece I thought. Thank you for sharing this piece!

[Pól]

I sincerely hope it didn't depress you too much.

[Alexandria Reece]

No no, I was happy to relate.