A Glimpse of Regret:
Words,
They fall so heavy sometimes.
They dip their lanky fingers
Into my thoughts, unhindered and
Vivid.
And other times,
They creep slowly by, hiding
Their beautiful faces from me.
Diluted distant dreams they become.
Its then that I ask them,
“{When my world came crashing down,
Where were you}?”
They don’t reply, but smile
And keep on slipping by
As though my question
Was invalid.
Then I see the regret.
It wasn’t their doing.
After all the language hasn’t changed,
I have changed.
Author notes
I used two prompts. hope thats ok. First piece I have done in quite a while, as you can tell from its content.
A contest entry
- Prompt Series #1 by darkscorpia.
600 points, ended September 21, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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It was fine to use two prompts and this was a beautiful poem. I loved how the form of the poem affected how it was read. Very nice.
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Amazing.
As I told you before, love, you are a wonderful poety. You better not stop writing again, or we might have some issues. ;-)
I love you, Tiger.
Kisses.
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