Bygones

Bygones

When I move to the right, thou slidest to the left;

Thoughts in thine mind have become unknown;

If I leave thee be, thou blamest me of theft

Of thine identity; thine mind is fickle to adorn

The mimicking of deluded clowns.

Thou celebratest the days of the past;

Days that resemble a noose around an effigies that drowns

In saltwater, of oceans, to whom extensions, have far been cast.

Thou speakest in the language of the deaf and dumb;

Of palms and fingers resting upon hushed midair;

To leave thine audience dumbfounded to have ever come

This far to witness hallucinations of a creature, which used to be fair.

Let go of the bygones and descend from this damp climate,

Which has ensnared thine sanity beyond a sound forfeit.

Reviews

[MOON]

Love the classical feel of these poems, lovely wotdchoice.

[MOON]

Oops, word choice.

[Shane Mohamed]

Thank you for the kind words :)

[Will Neill]

Shane, love the sonnet, like the beard, you look like shakepere....well done.
Will

[Shane Mohamed]

I'm so glad to see you! I started missing you, man. Thank you for the compliments. Take good care of yourself.
Shane

[Will Neill]

Floating in and out but still around my friend.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Sonnet's seem to be your forte, Shane. This gives rise to one's pulse, and reads quite lovely.

[Shane Mohamed]

I agree. I enjoy writing sonnets very much. Thank you for the visit and wonderful review.

[~]

I could feel the persistent search to grasp and understand being met with the opposite from the other side. A woman who is but like the shadow (they say), who runs away when you chase after her, and follows you when you turn your back. A mysterious but dark woman deprived of sanity by choice who needs to be rescued. Make sure you know how to swim well before you dive in my friend. :) I liked it a lot!!

[Shane Mohamed]

Yes, most of the time I tend to refer to the female. I thought it'd be unfair if I did on this one, so I did it as a unisex. I love the metaphor you've made. Always a pleasure having you.

[~]

(whispers) do you think he/she will be offended I called them a gurl? LOL

[Shane Mohamed]

Well, to be honest, whenever I read it, I'll be thinking of a gurl.

[~]

hehehehe :):) infected!!

[Ana D S M]

A pleasure to read a poem that has that olde world feel to it.
Well done.

[Shane Mohamed]

Thank you ma'am.

[Ana D S M]

You're very welcome.

[Sami Khalil]

Like they say: " Let bygones be bygones. " Otherwise we might become those deluded clowns this wonderful author says. To be fair, our sanity is priceless and hour serenity of heart is blameless. You rock the house with your classics...:).........

[Shane Mohamed]

Thank you Sami. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:).................

[nazia]

outstanding.. especially appreciate your use of thee and thine.. it always makes me wonder of old times when actually such words were used in daily conversations..
This memory is really beautifully conveyed :)

[....................]

Living in the past is never good in the long run. Those of us who seem to be unable to let things go suffer the most. Good write!

[Shane Mohamed]

Thank you so much, and my apologies for the inconvenience.

[....................]

You are welcome and it was no inconvenience!

FT

[Jamestown]

Very deep and well thought piece of work! Really nice old school style with
a powerful message! You never let us the reader down, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Shane Mohamed]

Thank you so much James. Glad you liked it.