Those

Those who once understood, now don't understand
That what used to be a home, is now a house
Those voices once so sweet, are now mute
That old song once sung, the lyrics now forgotten
Those words written, now thrown into the fire
That what meant something, means nothing
Those who I could count on, now I have ten fingers
That what I thought was a dream, is now a harsh reality
Those who I thought loved me, are now my enemies
That what I thought was real, was actually artificial
Those who held me close, are now lost in the distance
That what was loved and admired, is now hated
Those who said hello, have now said goodbye
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Junaid Avatar
July 29, 2024 at 3:29 AM
a profound poem with vivid messaging that i quite like. good poetry.
blegh Avatar
June 20, 2024 at 1:50 PM
"Those who I could count on, now I have ten fingers" splendid line!
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