Memorable paths where once walked a few
hold a doubt, nay a concern as
to whether this is déjà vu
In thoughts uncanny with ideas to spare,
realization stirs, only the clouds
could have less to share
Living a dream while dreaming of life,
even time would learn not to
startle a decaying mind
But at the end of the road lies the horrible truth,
the very reason for this feeling
No longer am I voyaging with you
Author notes
Option 2
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I felt
suspended,almost surreal at times.The constant uncertainty and familiarity is effective portrayed.I really enjoyed this poem.Well done.
Jane -
This is sad and beautiful. I loved it. I think that at the end of the road there is always some sad truth. We just have to get through it.
-Avec amour,
Selithia ♥
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