Poet Tacito Poet Free verse

No Longer a Burden

It is said that letting go
can be the hardest thing

The part-time lovers,
corrupted friends,
pastime lovers and 
incomplete bondings
holding final piece until the end

But I
embrace gratitude

For I have come to terms
that some will never come to terms

Their self dignity become suicidal tendency
grasping the breath of me
drowning in river Styx;
abundant dependency

Green coated envy
with lashes of solidarity;
tasting entrapment
as their new found hobby

As they let go
by digging trenches to nowhere

Mud slinging recollected teardrops
dripping invalidated errors

And I
should cry
these burdens

I should cry

I should

But these tears
know better

© Drake J. Eszes

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Shirley Candy June 10, 2013 at 10:48 AM Loveeeee this one...!! Agree with Timothy, this is a very unique poem..! :) Poet Tacito June 10, 2013 at 10:58 AM Awesome! I try to be unique as I can. And, by unique, I mean having impact. :) Not like, "oh this was 'unique'", which they really meant "not a poem". lol Thanks so much, again, Shirley!!!!

Timothy Hicks May 31, 2013 at 11:44 PM "For I have come to terms that some will never come to terms"... what a statement that is! I get this feeling sometimes... I just wanna force people to see the light of things... but some just won't budge (square pegs, round holes... just wasn't meant to be). Still yet to find a poet on this site (or anywhere, really) that is reminiscent of this style... you are uniquely you :) Loved this piece! Poet Tacito June 1, 2013 at 12:42 AM You are truly something else, sir. I am truly grateful for your two cents on my work. You appreciate the oddities. I couldn't ask for much more than that. :) Yeah, I got rid of the square pegs moons ago. Still seems like yesterday, though. Thanks so much, Tim! :)

Gwendolen Song January 13, 2012 at 9:37 PM Drake--we were supposed to have coffee at the corner of 3rd and 9th! Where are u ? ...Seriously, whatever u are up to, we all hope that u are doing well and that this poem indicates u are plowing thru life and are on the winning end! Hugs, Gwendolen Post a blog and get all of us up to speeeeeeed!

Brenda Victoria Northeast January 13, 2012 at 6:16 PM Very heart felt, engaging and nicely created, blessings Poet Tacito January 13, 2012 at 6:21 PM Well hi there Brenda! Thank you so kindly for that! =) Very sweet of you!

Lizzie Treetop January 5, 2012 at 2:18 PM Drake where are you? I find this so so hearfelt and so so sad, come back and write us more poems my friend....We miss you! May the New Year bring much change Good health and content. Such a big Hug Lizzie. Poet Tacito January 13, 2012 at 5:39 PM Well it's absolutely awesome to be missed! :) Thank you so very much for your sweet words, as usual!

John Loving Iii December 27, 2011 at 6:48 PM to say the least; i have been entertained. by myself and the spaces letting me know where to pause. yes you were the play write and i was thew actor and we put on a beautiful play. Poet Tacito December 31, 2011 at 3:03 PM Hey John! That's greatly appreciated! Truly. Hell of a compliment. :) Thank you!

Nola Perez December 14, 2011 at 5:15 AM I like it, I like it. Thanks for commenting on mine. We have to keep on keepin' on, no matter what. Nola

Elizabeth Wesley December 13, 2011 at 5:41 PM Sometimes it takes tears to find out what's better. Such a neat ending; it spoke volumes to me!

Broken Butterfly December 12, 2011 at 8:38 AM Drake your poetry is beyond outstanding. It is what poetry should be.

Gwendolen Song December 11, 2011 at 3:00 PM So many folks ARE stuck in a rut of their own self pity...it is such awareness when the shades have been removed and we fully realize that WE are in the driver's seat. It is so good to read from your work again. Happy Holidays, Gwendolen