"EIGHT SEASONS IN THE SUN"

Was it so long a Time ago?...Heh..Dont ask me I dont know...I found myself departing before I ever even arrived on the Scene
The Sun happened to be out that Day as a Beginning of and Ending had run its course
The Heat of the Sun...And the warmth of its Breeze...Is all you will ever get for Free
But have you ever stopped and understood just what you have had all along?
All those long distance Stories..Oh the feeling and Glory
And now there it is all in pieces spread out on the ground
The Sand in the Hour Glass keeps sifting through your Time
Nobody wants to let go of the only thing that they have
But is all of this just a feeling and thought in our Time?
What is there to see on the far side of the Hill?..If theres anything there at all.....Is a feeling just a feeling or is it a Warning?.......Look at all those Pictures..all the happiness..the Smiles...But are they really real?..For after all the reason for most of those Pictures is to find that reason to Smile....so..as you can see ..we as Humans werent born to be alone....but here we all are..Smiling and putting on a Show...But does anybody know what happens when the spotlights go off and the Curtains come down?
The reality sets in and your world comes crashing down upon you all over again....But for most of us the Show will go on once more..With a new Idea to keep our selves up there in the Lime Light....For in the end One must leave their Home for Two to become One....So what are we really doing?..Does anybody really know.."Eight Seasons in the Sun"..."As the Skies start to grow Dark".....So..."Is it the End of a Beginning?"..."Or a Beginning of an End?".."Its left for you to decide which is real and which is an Illusion"........
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
this poem is written by a good friend of mine.

thanks for all your reads and comments.

my first time ever to publish one that is not written by me.

thank you all my family in the poetry world.

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48jojo
Nice write nam and thanks to Phyllis for putting it up, it surprises me a little there are so many talented men writing here
but in any case it enjoyed reading.
lindsyjones
thank you so much Joe. I am at awe really. He is a very good writer and lately his talent on the poetic style is getting heavier and heavier and I am one admiring it.

Thanks for your comment Joe. My first time ever to sanction one that is not mine and I am happy you enjoyed.

You should join the forum. It is wild.cheers
Titania48
wow and WOW ... This is fantastic Lindsy, I did notice nam was very poetic, very humble too. He writes so much truth, I think deep down us poets/bloggers are all actors in many ways. Thank you for sharing.

we as Humans werent born to be alone....but here we all are..Smiling and putting on a Show...But does anybody know what happens when the spotlights go off and the Curtains come down?

None of us know what happens when the spotlights go off.
avias
Enjoyed your Sharing & Just saying: All of us are actors in some way..we push forward, showing what we hope will attract another to complete our time on the stage of life. Many types of acts and often illusions grace the stage...all are unique in their own way,some repeating and some presented for the first time but each listening for the applause that would signal another who will share with them when their act is complete. When the act is over and silent...I like to think that what comes is "the End of a Beginning"..implying a new chapter follows..for if a Beginning is over then the Main Story is starting...life takes the stage, where it is up to us to find the way to make it as real as we can. flower conversing
lindsyjones
Titania, my lady, don't you miss the old days?

I miss your reality writes my lady. cheers
lindsyjones
And yes he's a good writer and fighter for the truth. bouquet
lindsyjones
Avias, thanks as usual my friend. bouquet
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