And so it goes on...

A poem written on 1 Nov 2016

 

The loss of a dream

Like the death of a loved one,

An old habit discarded

Like an old coat

Worn out and tired.

It's yesterday's news

But still hurts to the touch.

Reality blinds with unreckoned brightness,

Tears spring sudden and unsought.

The loss the loss the loss.

Gasping for air

The will is strong but subdued.

A child stripped of innocence

Will still look if not act.

Willing away the doubt.

I am old but I learn.

I am young enough still.

But the old hopes and dreams

Must be laid now to rest.

Goodbye goodbye goodbye.

The lips will still smile.

The arms will still hold.

The heart must be still.

The soul is grown cold.

The loss will be borne.

And so it goes on.