Hilda Greenhough Poet Rhyme

Cafe' of Apathy

Depression is a Nomad wanderer, searching for a hope to break
In that place of heartless, smoke-filled rot where even laughter proves to fake.

The Darkness is a bold intruder, a critique of one's existence, 
And hides in places, corners of gloom, an outcast from soul's resistance.

In the Café of Apathy, the face of dejection reappears, 
Taking up cudgel in bedrooms and bars, traveling through streets of tears.

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Kim Rodrigues September 10, 2024 at 3:16 PM where even laughter proves to fake...yes, and traveling through streets of tears…so true of the depressed…my sweet nephew used to say so. Said he’d have to fake a smile and on Oct 31st took his life after several attempts. Still he did good, and hd been baptised as a Christian. His mental illness seemed too much. Hilda Greenhough September 21, 2024 at 11:58 AM I'm sorry to hear about your nephew. Not everyone finds happiness to be an easy attainment. Thank you for caring.

Jay Narain July 1, 2024 at 11:48 AM Depression is a cruel mental illness. Nice work. Hilda Greenhough July 1, 2024 at 2:22 PM Thank you. It is good to find good friends and good meeting places.

Edward Wraith July 1, 2024 at 5:53 AM What a great read Hilda. I like your use of metaphor here and your imagery and emotion paints a dark, depressing scene. I hate it when I get in those moods. Wishing you happiness always Hilda Greenhough July 1, 2024 at 10:14 AM I hope I didn't contribute to your gloom. Sometimes I'm in a place that I'm in a hurry to leave.

David Crandall June 29, 2024 at 10:54 PM Interesting way of viewing depression, Hilda. I'm going to put a "Sorry, we're closed" sign up, so depression moves along. He has visited me, but not in a while, thank goodness. Hilda Greenhough June 29, 2024 at 11:02 PM Stay happy. Thank you for reading my poem.

Karen Jones June 29, 2024 at 8:16 PM We have all had these feelings! Good write! Hilda Greenhough June 29, 2024 at 8:58 PM Thank you.

Jan Allison June 29, 2024 at 1:56 PM A poem I think many can relate to at some stage of their life. well penned Hilda:-) hugs jan xx Hilda Greenhough June 29, 2024 at 3:05 PM Thank you.

Victor Buhagiar June 28, 2024 at 1:16 AM I can certainly relate to your poem today. I am not even entering contests because of apathy and I will only read fewer writers. Still I liked your poem. Thank you for your visit. Blessings. Hilda Greenhough June 28, 2024 at 6:58 AM So sorry to hear you're in a loop. Your poems are special and speak to the hearts of others. I hope you keep writing and keep reading on poetry soup. Thank you for reading my latest poem. More to come.

Joseph P. DiMino June 26, 2024 at 8:53 PM Yep -- been there done that. Well said! Hilda Greenhough June 26, 2024 at 9:41 PM Thanks for reading.

Andrea Dietrich June 26, 2024 at 12:45 PM Great use of metaphors, Hilda. I enjoyed this one. Hilda Greenhough June 26, 2024 at 1:47 PM Thank you . Depression is a common ailment. I hope there is friendly help, but not judgmental, for people who suffer.

Jim Slaughter June 26, 2024 at 9:18 AM Not a place I would care to hang out in, Hilda...I think I'll stick with IHOP. A darkly interesting piece, nonetheless. Hilda Greenhough June 26, 2024 at 12:27 PM Thank you for your comment. IHOP rings a bell. I like it too.

Tonye George June 25, 2024 at 8:56 PM "The Darkness is a bold intruder." Some nerves I must say. This is a very lovely topic. Depression has no to-do list or reminder notes. It just pops unexpectedly and uninvited. Even in one's happy times just to remind you that you don't deserve one. Nice piece Hilda. Hilda Greenhough June 26, 2024 at 5:59 AM Thank you. It isn't a very happy poem. Having goals is important.

Valsa George June 25, 2024 at 8:29 PM Depression can get into our lives like an unwanted intruder. It is a nomad wandering to find access into vulnerable hearts. Once we spot its presence, we should try to expel it out or seek professional help. Indeed a powerful poem dear Hilda. Hilda Greenhough June 25, 2024 at 8:46 PM Thank you. I never had bad depression but there are places that give me a depressive feeling when I've been in them. That was about the café. I am glad you liked it.

Kim Rodrigues June 25, 2024 at 6:46 PM The Darkness is a bold intruder, a critique of one's existence…makes me think of my nephew who has been gone over two years. He suffered much. Hugs ~ Kim Hilda Greenhough June 25, 2024 at 7:03 PM Sorry to hear that about your nephew. I hoped to connect that some places can cause or worsen depression.

Paige Hind June 25, 2024 at 6:27 PM Oh, wow, this is deep.... I like the part about soul's resistance, so true Hilda Greenhough June 25, 2024 at 6:32 PM Thank you for your comment. I tried to show that some places are triggers to depression.

Joseph May June 25, 2024 at 3:42 PM You describe it well, I especially liked the last line... Hilda Greenhough June 25, 2024 at 4:07 PM Thank you. Good to hear from you.

Ilene Bauer June 25, 2024 at 1:57 PM I think we’ve all been to this cafe, Hilda, and you’ve described it very well… Hilda Greenhough June 25, 2024 at 2:15 PM Thank you. I'm glad you like it.

Ink Empress June 25, 2024 at 10:54 AM Streets of tears! That is a brilliant phrase! Your really have delivered a very wise and profound poem in the most creative manner! I love the wordplay and i agree with you that, darkness is indeed an intruder and so much more! Soulful write so well delivered dear hilda! Pleasure reading this! Sending you always light Hilda Greenhough June 25, 2024 at 11:39 AM Thank you. There is a place where I have been, and it depresses me every time I go there. It inspired this poem.