Once I was a flicker, a flame ablaze,
With dreams that soared, in myriad ways.
But life's tempests, like relentless drums,
Whispered their secrets, and left me numb.
I wandered through valleys of forgotten dreams,
A desert of shadows, where hope splits at the seams.
Each step a reminder of what once I could be,
Yet lost in the void, I struggled to break free.
The vibrant hues of life, faded and gone,
Replaced by a grayness that lingered on.
Ambitions withered, like petals in the wind,
Leaving me hollow, an empty vessel within.
I lost my voice, in silence I drowned,
A symphony of thoughts, but no sound.
The echoes of my past, a haunting refrain,
As the nothingness consumed, my spirit waned.
(CONT.) 'IMFAO is an abbreviation that stands for In My F**king Arrogant Opinion, a slang expression used to forcefully assert your opinion. It is often used in texting, chat, and online platforms.' i NEVER heard of Imfao. I may start using it with my wife. ;)
A individual who holds their tongue through the symphony of thought makes beautiful and classical music!
(cont.) I think/know that my wife would always rather have me thinking rather than speaking. ;)))))))) bravo! five stars ***** bri : )
Did I read another poem by you earlier today, containing 'petals'? ? ? Someone's poem had them. Hm? I liked that poem also. Among others I also esp. enjoyed 'A symphony of thoughts, but no sound.'. (cont.)
line 4: WHAT 'secrets'? ? The left you good-numb or bad-numb? ? I hope I enjoy the rest of the poem as much. : )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Re your Poet's Notes: Yes, hands often can use, nay/moreover even 'need', something to do. (CONT.)