Ode to the Words I Have Lost

When did you realise all the promises you once made (to yourself, to your love, to anyone?) dripped through the cracks of your perseverance, arrogance and sanity? This is a poem, a cynical retort on one's self, explores the outcome...

Oh, to the words I once possessed but have now lost -
The resonance of joy expressed, whatever the cost!
However, those fine nouns and verbs I used to say
Ended. Ears became deaf and my speech fell away.

Once upon a time, one drowned in these affections
But, gasping for air, expressions turned into reactions
Which resulted in the author heartbroken and reeling
Because words weren’t enough despite their feeling.

Oh, to the dancing rhymes designed for tender caress!
How easily they became full of dislike and distress,
As anger replaced those emotions submitted to verse
The imagery turned into horror as the words got worse.

Alas, those words changed a naïve man into a cynic
(For no longer can they be used again, even to mimic
All those fresh feelings freely forged at the start),
‘Tell me why do you beat?’ He questions his heart.

How those utterances of ‘I love you’ sound so hollow
Now the meaning is lost; therefore so hard to follow,
And the writer suffers unkind thoughts in his lament;
Why should he pursue those words if they‘re not meant?

What will those words be, from now into the future?
Such searches for inspiration has left the poet tortured!
Whomever it may be deserving of the words next time
May always see the hidden sorrow beneath the rhyme.

Author's Note

Yeah, I don't like the alliteration in line 15 either, but it's there all the same!!!

Possibly my best original 'freestyle' piece of work ever simply because it doesn't hide behind illusions and imagery. It is stripped to the point of baseness in it's reflection, and I am unashamedly proud of this!

Reviews

[C.J.]

this poem is very different than most you said it was free verse and it rymed makeing it alot more interesting the second read through. good write.