Xanadu

She lays in bed deep in thought of all the battles she has fought wondering why and how to be in a life of misery Lonely days and quiet nights darkness rules over light too much time to contemplate what could she do to change her fate Another day and another year they all just blend then disappear life was coming to an end so, one last time she did pretend - That magical days did exist all’s achieved on her bucket list Xanadu was the place to be she felt such love, was finally free.

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Susan Ashley

Date: 10/11/2024 7:36:00 AM

Dear Paula, a sense of inner struggle and loneliness seeps through your moving verse with a poignant blend of imagery and emotion. This comes to me as an end of life poem where her physical being is finally released.. free and her spirit moves on to perpetual peace. Beautiful word weaving, dear poet. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Pivotal Poetry
Date: 10/11/2024 10:29:00 PM

Yes, the burdens can often be too much, peace is what she craves. Thank you for your kind words.