Speaking sharper than words the silence in my heart
Echoing endlessly in my ears hollowly down the years
All of the choices I have made in my life I can chart
By the smile lines and the dried tracks of my tears
Far too soon Love’s tender delights my senses did cloy
As I frantically sought to grasp affection’s fleeting treasures
Expunging all traces of even the smallest happiness and joy
Eliminating all savor from my banquet of Life’s pleasures
Now I grip my memories hard, tight-fisted like a miser
Tired of pursuing momentary illusions and dreams
Doddering now, sorrowfully bent, lonelier and wiser
Weary of Byzantine conspiracies, plots and schemes
I remain quiescent not upon any allocated lustrous laurels
But the painful lessons wrought by the lack of morals.
Emily
Thursday, March 12, 2020
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Today’s prompt: “the silence in my heart”
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