A memory ~ forgotten

Experimenting with wordplay (still).

hidden in the blinds of your eyes, 

a memory unflinchingly forgotten, 

erased, mercilessly timed

but I'm nowhere near 

among the pretty, glazed faces, 

frosted over time, the sighs 

exhaled, perfumed blue 

but I'm nowhere near

empty lies, 

shallow thoughts, submerged in a waterfall 

of emotions, shattered tomorrows

and I'm nowhere near - to be found.

What's a (wo)man to do,

 

I yearn 

for peaceful oblivion. 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Sometimes a blessing: disappearing into self, perhaps; nothing or nobody to answer for, set-aside space needed to forget flaws and failure. Or, there's the opposite perhaps, feeling wxcluded from what is truly missing, is needed. It's too to easy to be lost in and to life, feeling invisible.. and the like.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

If only it was that easier... thank you so much for your insight, Em. Always appreciated x

[emmajoy]

Wish we were nearer and could sit with perhaps CAro and chat and be kind, smile and feel calm. Warmth isnt always easy to find. Blessings and an auntie type hug..

[Einstein Noodle]

hmmmmmmm complex says i! ;) V1 speaks to me with impact ...especially L1&2 ... i have never thought of the lost love having memories of me ... mostly just wonder it they do ... but to put yourself into that place and know that memories of you are unflinchingly forgotten and erased is brilliant ... the heartbreak to know that "I'm nowhere near" ...can also be freeing ...
but heart sickness can be a poison no doctor can help ... and there is hard tension in that attempt to plunge one's self into oblivion .... i sure got into your poem Doc! so well done from my standpoint!
E.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

They are so often easily forgotten, I feel...
Aye, so many things a doc can't cure really. :/ thank you so much for your awesome review of this piece, Einstein! Appreciated :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ................

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, i have felt the want for this...peaceful oblivion...
being with and the memory of...hard to escape , maybe forgetfulness...senility might just do the trick...
i find myself often relating to your words...
j.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Somehow, it's the only thing I really feel would be enough (for me). ..
thank you so much for your words, Jacob. Glad you relate with my words.

[C. James Snyder]

Excellent imagery. For some reason, the "pretty, glazed faces" stanza reminded me of antique porcelain china. Each reader's unique perception of a piece is quite amazing. Good work!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ah, thank you so much for appreciating. I'm glad you like it :)