Do You Remember

Those days when friends were crystalline true?
I certainly do and oh, the pain of
that remembrance, makes be blue.

Whom can I trust when the sun doth
in its crimson bed set?
To whom, open this broken heart to let?

The internet is a cold, two-edged, very
sharp knife.
Not to live on, nor trust if you want
a fully~ satisfied life.

Let’s see the courageous souls who
can reply to this poem.
It will make most, itch, quirky and roam!

People prefer to run and hide, if they 
have an issue with you.
Why is direct communication a thing
here a matter so eschewed?

*This is my point of you. It need not be yours.*
               3/21/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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DiMino Avatar
March 21, 2022 at 6:36 AM
I know, to not have comments for me takes a lot of fun out of posting. I really enjoy responding as much as presenting my works. I also look at the number of reads, and if there is more than a few, I hope the work was enjoyed but for whatever the reason, readers did not respond. At least I did my part, and hold no resentment. Sometimes I read someone's work, and then think about coming back to respond, but get involved with other things, shamefully forgetting. Blessings my friend.
Romios Avatar
March 21, 2022 at 8:23 AM
Prince! You indeed are Prince. People do have other things to do. I am going back to my original position when I came here. To write poetry!! Not count anything. A poet can choose comments as a way of validation, which can be helpful or deadely...I was addressing something else. Soupmail is available If you have a difference with a poet, There is no right or wrong! When friends leave you, it’s the worst. Especially ones I have written tributes to. That’s ridiculous. Commenting to mamy is long as Grandma Pangie cannot type. I,d have to never sleep. Keep supporting others. You are a fine person, Pangie. Soupmail in a hour or less. Thank you, Helpful comment,
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