Time takes its toll
We wander across the lanes.
Chances are thrown.
Opportunities missed.
Others reveled in.
Where am I going now?
Only time will tell.
Red Palm Leaves
Appointments.
Responsibilities.
Horrid honour of duties.
Managed and dealt with.
One day at a time.
But my jewel reflects my true desires
and I look ahead daring to dream.
Wistful
My imagination roams.
I sift through fantasies, scenarios, drama.
Where would I like to go?
Anywhere but here.
To shirk the onerous responsibilities
to wander unburdened
free.
Cabin fever.
Wistful thinking of a vacation not planned.
My life is full. I try to find the truth. Who is the one to whom I turn. A friend, true and kind. Yet desires conflict and I want more. Who is the one I need? Myself. Yet, but, perhaps, can I, Please…. No one may answer these questions for me. A journey of the self is long overdue!
Have I loved in vain? Would my hopes and dreams bring more than searing pain? A dull ache remains and yet I still dream. My vanity would make me think I can not be part of a team. Yet I know my love was in good faith I offered my soul. Gave what I thought was valued. I did not love in vain. I loved but the love was lost nowhere could it be returned and so I will be sad. A wistful soul hoping that hope does not leave
Technology always finds ways to confound me but I struggle on and plan on making it work for me. This will be a site for me to post a poem a day. I should warn you though, if inspiration is low it may just be a nonsense one.
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