“Don’t you, forget about me”…

Please join me in welcoming Viera Reign to the EyeWillNotCry guest poet family!

You can read more of Viera’s brilliant work here:

https://thoughtsofagirlnamedvierareign.wordpress.com/

If you want to join the guest poet family, then drop me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

luna

Summer Haze

You’re a summer haze,
A breeze I would always chase.
A touch of what I couldn’t grasp,
A dream I’d sleep for every night.
You were there, I could almost feel you.
Or was it an illusion, my own kind of truth?
Tauntingly, you offered a hand to me,
And I, like a helpless child, reached out for thee.
The tip of our fingers touched in a flash,
And there, that connection was ours.
I almost painted a hue of bliss,
A tinge of hope, and a touch of faith.
Yet my knees hurt, my eyes burned
Until the ground where I stand pulled me down the earth.
Until the hope became despair.
And bliss turned into misery.
Until all my fingers bleed,
Collecting pieces of our bittersweet memory.
You stayed up there, eyes wide open.
And I was stuck here, eyes closed and broken.
You seemed so near, yet proved to be far,
And faith vanished, overruled by scars…

 

33 responses to ““Don’t you, forget about me”…

      • Like a Tshirt my youngest Twins bought me years ago.
        Growing old is mandatory
        Growing up is optional
        The name of my draft thesis on Adulthood “Peter Pan, only role model I need for living a full life.”
        In reality I assume the Adult role only when absolutely necessary. I love keeping up with the Kiddies in my Clan in remote country living. Friends’ Sons are Engineers and helped me make all the necessary modifications to move around easier, even on bad days. My Nieces 3 help greatly with my Grandkids, too. One big happy Neverland.
        Smiles, laughs, and giggles are on our daily plan, teach ’em early and often, I believe, and they will become better and happier kids and maybe even Adults later in life.
        ❤ (๑̀ ͜ʖ๑́) <3.

      • I like that “Growing old is mandatory, Growing up is optional” and it’s nice to know that you enjoy keeping up with your big family, George. I’d like to be that ‘happy’ too. 🙂

      • I wasn’t always this happy, not even close some times. I let the wrong things determine my happiness or my idea of “success.” It’s always better later than never to learn the important lessons in life. Tragedies and loss are only bumps in the road, not sinkholes unless you let them take control. Many years I wasted worrying about things that I had absolutely no, or minimum, control over dictate decisions I made. I finally chose Family and Friends over the rat race and I’ve never been happier. I wish you all the happiness and love your “cup” can hold.
        ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

      • I wish you much happiness and success in finding what you deserve and need in your life. Each of us is unique, but all are deserving of love and happiness, PERIOD.
        I wish you many blessings. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
        ᕙ (♥.♥)ᕗ

      • Dented, bruised, with or without makeup, I’ll keep sharing as many smiles and laughs as I can hoping they reach the people that need them the moistest
        <3(๑̀ ͜ʖ๑́)<3 .
        Thankfully "pretty" isn't required on my "day job" of being Uncle and Opa ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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