Tuesday 19 February 2013

50

Solitude is bliss, a never-ending cliche
says don't trust love in any way
have we thrown our "nothing lasts forever" cares away?
he knows that his was there to stay.

The man has put his heart on display
as he hopelessly thinks that maybe someday
his little miss sunshine would soon decide
to choose his heart for her to reside.

Recalling his past like it was yesterday
when all his life has gone astray
then it came, the time they collide
the time was his to break the tide.

He took his time to hit his stride
expelled himself of all his pride
in one fell swoop, he let it slide
just to get his lips tongue-tied.


Silence fills the empty hallway
as he walked slow in hobbled sway
it felt like a moment of disarray
so many simple words he failed to say.


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