Emile Pinet Poet Tail-rhyme

Time Slipped Away

As my half-soul searched for its mate,
I kept blindly following fate,
fearing that it might be too late.
Time slipped away!

In a myriad of places
amidst a thousand strange faces,
lovers put me through my paces.
Games people play!

Hope's a coin I squandered and spent
trying to relieve my torment,
disappointment, and discontent.
With feet of clay!

A fledgling Day prepares for flight
as Dawn pierces the heart of Night,
and yet, love's still nowhere in sight.
Lest, not today!

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Carole Duet May 29, 2018 at 4:28 PM Great poem, Emile, expressing the loneliness that so many people (including me) feel. Time definitely "slips away" and before we know it our hair is gray. Emile Pinet June 26, 2018 at 5:55 PM Thanks, Carole, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Daniel Turner May 28, 2018 at 10:18 AM "Hope's a coin..." great line, Emile. It seems to pass a lot slower when one is lonely. Nicely penned, my friend. Emile Pinet May 28, 2018 at 11:23 AM Thanks, Daniel, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Line Gauthier May 28, 2018 at 9:34 AM Lovely, Emile. Well penned. Emile Pinet May 28, 2018 at 11:22 AM Thank you so much Line, I appreciate it my friend, Emile.

Heidi Sands May 28, 2018 at 9:20 AM Nicely written Emile. Time can go so fast. I am sure many can relate to this :) Emile Pinet May 28, 2018 at 11:21 AM Thanks Heidi, I appreciate your friendship my friend, Emile.