The Murky Pool Of Past Meomories
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Peter Dome.
Funny how music can evoke such emotion, and painful memories.
Upon reflection
Making ripples upon the stagnant murky pool
Of heartfelt sunken treasured memories
Of yesterday that went all way too fast
That meant so much to me upon
With each day yet another smothering shadow cast
Now I cannot breathe I heave
And find it So hard to live
When I was truly faithful
And had so much to give
I clung on tight with all my mite
As if the days were my last
But over time
I lost my grasp
Falling into the abyss
Of deep deep melancholy
And agonising despair
Why do I torture myself?
Listening to the same sad love songs
Again and again
I never learn
I have only myself to blame
For inflicting so much pain
Upon Myself
I usually keep such memoirs
Too much to bear
Far away in a secret dark place
I never venture there
To the back of my mind
Under lock and key
Caught in the cobwebs
Of my life’s eclectic history
How old songs of better long gone times
Evoke so much agony
Instantly on hearing
With every word and melody line
Peter Dome©2024.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment