TRU KNOW TIME.


THE RAIN ON COBBLESTONES

“But, don’t you know

that all gladness hides a lie for life
just when sorrow tastes some recovery?”

My forced upon mistake was the naïve hope
that others were more alike me than unlike is dead

Infallible enters sadness its company
which still is me so self-assuring in its eyes
in this undeserved hopeless common day

(In turned vision light is a greyness
that cannot thin out darkness sadness.)


Now sugaring in the unexpected:

I hear lonely and uncertain voices.


I waver shrouded in over these empty streets.


Adding my tenderness;
finding you somewhat understandable.

Prepared and served:
Your gladness is still an untouched resource.




Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
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Written on 2023-11-07 at 14:05

Tags Gladness  Vision  Prepared 

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
A delightful poem that looks at the self with respect and honesty. Man, I love this shift in tone I’m sensing. Your skills keep astounding me.
2023-11-07