Old Friend

Old Friend

A Poem by G.M

Old Friend


Rushing up to greet me,

Like an old friend from many years ago,

It wavers, and pauses

Considering how to approach

With fake laughs and smiles

Or genuine pleasure

At it’s joy for returning home.

 

Turning away I try to ignore it

The consistent nagging

Picking at my mind bit by bit

Trying to unravel the web

Of memories and happy times.

It does not act quickly,

Instead it plucks

 

Slowly at first

Trying to find a thread

That will lead straight into the center

Of my weak and venerable soul

That will lead it to the richness

Of the inner human being

Where it will feed.

 

It will gouge itself

On the pleasantries of life gone and life to come

It will eat until my soul is empty

When nothing is left within,

It will turn

 

To the shell

Of the hollow human

And it will devour that too

It will keep consuming

Wasting me away

Bit by bit

 

When nothing is left

When only a grave remains

It will be satisfied

And it will be full

On the joy and happiness

That was never experienced

 

On the times that never were

For lack of energy

Or motivation

Or will

 

The delights of life were missed

Adding to the pile

Of absent memories,

That never were,

And never will be

 

For this old friend came

And it saw everything

Nothing was hidden

And this friend,

Destroyed this human,

Until there was no end.

 

G.M

© 2014 G.M


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Quite long for a poem, but well written. Freelance seems to work for you. It looks great to me.

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G.M
G.M

Nelson, Tasman, New Zealand



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