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Jocky58

Rejection.

You broke the bond by saying that to me
I thought friends would be there for eternity
The pain of rejection bewildered me
as the sadness of a reality struck
I leant on the bridge looking down as the river flowed
As the sunset on another day the time to unload.
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
I thought I had a friend and when I went back home I could always pop round and have a good chat.
Then I had moved far away and bumped into him in the street and joyfully wanted to tell him about my new life.
I got rejected and he walked off. I just stood there in the street bewildered.
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Knightmare61

A journey we all eventually must take

Take care old fool cause nobody else wants to dig you out of your pool

Yes many will come to suggest a way some that may save the day
yet, it's still ultimately our choice of how we want to play

The old cliche ye can lead a horse to water but, can't make him drink
how often it makes us ponder and think

See how youth laughs and plays through all those lost and forgotten summer days

Now our eyes are old and dim and life is viewed in a haze

When we thought we couldn't wait to be cool and grown up now we sit in bed or chair hoping not to spill our cup

As we take our pills and eat the swill looking through the glass feeling like a stupid a**

Watching the world pass us by reflecting those moments of joy that made us cry
Even the sorrows seem to be a joyful sigh

The face we see counting the lines and scars though we wear them with honor under a crimson sky as we wipe the tears from our eyes.

Where is our reward but, to feel the reaper's sword as he prods us along that final path in the hope to reach the house of a mysterious lord

There are no promises in this life nor warranty implied to avoid the strife
Yet, we have choices and paths to walk and much idle talk

We may have had many loves and friends to comfort us along the way with many life's lessons, their value is never a waste for they are our guides and teachers in bringing us to ourselves

No matter how old we get or feel one thing is certain upon meeting the end of our time, mommy and daddy we cry for in leading us through the dark and uncertainty sublime

A journey we all must take alone though we are given the hope of a shepherd to lead us to his home.

Memories of our life may flash before us the good and bad alike those footprints in the sand we look for along the hike
We wonder who will be holding our hand when we reach our final stand

Will our folks and long lost friends be there to welcome us to a banquet that never ends?

One can only hope for such a meet
In the meantime let us pray that our lord will our soul he keeps
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
For someone close I know who is close to leaving for her final journey.
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the_mirror

The Quotes Garden - XVII – Epitaph

"The Quotes Garden"


[ XVII ]


Epitaph


“In the hidden grave, I’m sitting
Without any dreams around me,
Nor with thoughts to rise and be
Like this silver quill, and knitting
Tick!..

Only silence that surrounds me
Is the one who’s softly fitting
In this moment where I’m splitting
Everything, to let her be
Tack!..

Slowly, slowly, seems I’m getting
What is happening to me; -
While this grave, an empty quitting
Of such life – above, that waits me;
Tick!
Earlier, as someone dragged me
Out of nowhere – out of witting,
In this darkness that surrounds me,
Leaving there a feather writing
Tick, –

I just sat a while, without me –
With no thoughts to fill the pitting
For that which when I was splitting
- Sudden, I left all what’s not me:
Tack!

And it seems I’m lost without me,
For in darkness, where’s this gritting
That awoke me, - as I’m spitting
Dust and smoke, such urge, to be!
Tick!

One can’t chose what just can not be
What it’s clearly out there, sitting;
- Tough this grave is home to me.
Here’s no dreaming. While admitting,
Tack…

There I am. In silence, writing:
- Epitaph to let me be –
There’s nobody else, around me.
But there must be other, sighting.
Tick, Tack…”


©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
"The Quotes Garden"
©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)
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Knightmare61

The joy of being ghosted

Ah the joy of being ghosted
as you ponder the last thought posted

It starts out like a wonderful time discussing many thoughts of introduction
The hopeful ideas come to mind could this be the one for to make such a production of affections?

Or is it all a load of crap with a subtle face slap? Hence, watch what people do vs what they say while they are just out to play

Yep it doesn't have to be the time of Samhain to have someone drive you insane
They can play their games anytime you arrange

Yet, to be mindful of investment in a few moments of correspondence
Nothing lost but, a few minutes to kill for a cheesy thrill

Yet a note to tell when someone rings your bell you have the option to play for a spell or direct them to go to Hell

In this arena it's a wonderful game
Chatting up a storm with a beautiful dame
Yet, consider the cost basically nothing lost

Easy come Easy go just go with flow there is no rhyme or reason why people do what they do
Just don't let it happen to you.
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Posted: Oct 2022
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Knightmare61

A woman's perspective by a silly old man

I just plain don't like you
I don't share your point of view
You annoy me incessantly
Don't think I'm obligated to respond to you so pleasantly

I am independent now and don't need to kow tow
I don't want your sniveling
whimpers or mood swings
that doesn't make my heart sing

It just makes you more of a fool
and you just don't know the rule
I am woman, I need not have to explain my ways
You are man you are to just accept me and if you want to play
Man always pays

What's mine is mine and who I give is my choice and I don't listen to every voice
Yes, I may have what the boys want
yet, I can train my dog or another girl to give me a twirl

What hurts so much is there was a time I gave you my all and everything I am was yours to heed to your call
Yet, you betrayed my love for another you slipped on like a glove

Now here I sit in world of fools
feeling I'm drowning in a pool
Pretending I will find someone better
who may follow my rule to the letter
Yet, every night I still sleep cold and alone and my heart is but, a stone

They claim if given a try there is a possible new chance at love to wipe away the hidden tear in my eye
So, far I haven't seen much but, your clever lies
So, I have learned to play the same game
Yet, I'm finding nobody wins as we all watch the arrow spin
Waiting and wondering who or where it will stop to show a way in

So, I am content to just be and not wallow in pity or lament
I am empowered to love myself and not be a man's trophy sitting on a shelf

I have my ways and my faults and if you can't accept me as I am how can you expect me to love you oh foolish man?

You never realize how good you have it until it's gone
Though both sides suffer over what went wrong

Maybe after we all grow up we will find a moment to love again
Hopefully we will learn from our mistakes before we meet our end
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
Just a silly Idea from what women may think about men and maybe it's all wrong and welcome any advice or thoughts to be corrected.
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Islandgirl61online today!

My Own Leap of Faith

To finally just let Life
move on & flower ...
For to peg my happiness
with finding someone right
is really not wholly
within my power ...

So many variables out there,
known & unknown...
that my quest for Love's happiness
been just about so difficult
to have & own ...

I am but one ... and just human...
More passing years
I slowly gain ...
And yet I determinedly will it,
that life be & remain
productive and meaningful ...
To still , somehow,
gather as many memories,
happy and beautiful ...
So I can write
my remaining chapters
with pages that warmly glow ...
from all the unforgettable
good experiences
I would have been blessed to know ...

And that is my own leap of faith ...
To shed the sadness
behind the loneliness
that me bathes ...
By living with renewed purpose ...
By instead letting Love
find its own way to me
in due course ...
By ceasing to pine for something
that seemingly keeps out of reach
and then leaves me wanting ...

For however my life takes shape,
I feel an obligation
I cannot escape ...
A duty to myself ,
to live it as best I can ,
with meaning & substance....
That is my plan ...

But at the end of the day,
I have to admit and say ...
I'll always recognize & appreciate the power of Love
to transform
one's life & own person ....
To make it glow
with those twinkling stars
for all the right reasons ...
To have someone to laugh with
and not just by myself smile ...
To be with me ...
life's joys to celebrate ,
and not just alone
to enjoy the while ...

The romantic ingrained in me
will always keep some wish alive
that "he" exists
somewhere out there
for me to someday see ...
And that maybe
there will come that time
when "I" , once more,
will become a "We" ...
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Posted: Oct 2022
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the_mirror

The Quotes Garden - XVI – Oasis

"The Quotes Garden"


[ XVI ]


Oasis


“Oh! My dreams will fly as the wind goes by,
While I sit to crave the muse of my grave,
- For the cricket’s song came near not so long,
Where my heart sought heaves among rusty leaves;
One by one, in turns, the notes fall when mourns,
As I ought to know where he brought this bow,
For my harp sunk deep, mirror carp to sleep; -
Then I saw my muse. I sat there, to weep.
On the scarp I seek how these roots let loose
The humble ants, - then bumble bees over the plants
In such a hover, in searching of my lover,
To dwell her silver eyes for the one that dies; -
I know. Into my oasis, step by step,
The beats vanish as it seems I perish,
- My veins loop within the rusty chains,
The pulse pushes along the sloop
It’s last tide: Tick, tack… tick… tack… tick…”


©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)

Embedded image from another site
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
"The Quotes Garden"
©Th3Mirr0r

(2017-2019)
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Knightmare61

Stop by when you can't stay so long

Stop by when you can't stay so long
Come and dance to a lovely song

When you heard enough don't be so gruff
just leave silently in a huff no explanation no courtesy of a reason why or a long goodbye.

No reply is a reply fret not the reason why
Just consider whatever was said
they were only f*cking with your head

One moment they want to learn of your story and everything appears to be honky dory
The next you wonder what you said or did when suddenly you get ghosted

Yes it's a unique game playing with people's emotions within such a unique ocean

Yet, to consider the time invested a few moments of correspondence a relationship does not make to be tested

Faces here come and go except maybe those who been here for ages who eventually become sages

Nevertheless, thanks for stopping by, here's mud in your eye!
Come back again when you can't stay so long like motel 6 the light is occasionally on to hear your song

Ah, but be mindful when they stop listening that's when to worry and then it's probably time to change your story.
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
For the many moments of those who claim they want to have a friend but, don't stick around long enough to amend.
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Yankee4you

Bright Bright Bright Like a Star

What kind of world do you enjoy

A world you helped to build

Or a world you helped to destroy


What kind of remembrance is there

Marching past past past our glory

Parades through the streets each year


What else is there to life that brings joy

Only hope hope hope is our quarry

What next our economies seek to employ


When we need not run from every scare

Even when we tell our scariest story

Shining light light light upon our fears


New discoveries will make us all aware

Still in our orbs we live so round and safe

Glowing bright bright bright like a star
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
A little tribute to the enigma of hope and humanity .....as told perhaps somewhere in a cave all huddled around a fire.
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Fadedbluejeansonline today!

The Oblivious (you don't know who you are)!

You look so happy
and even a bit yappy
You don't seen no sin
or where you've been
Carry no Tales
For what that entails
Smile with your Mate
and eat your cake
Pay your Taxes
Watch the news and relaxes
Miss the fact that the world is reacting
To the damage it has infacting
Global warming comes with no warning
You won't see it or wake up mourning
The end is somewhere
Could be but you don't care
I'm Jealous
Oblivious
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Posted: Oct 2022
About this poem:
Just thinking things are much more complicated than people can understand. Way more than you can think.
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