I've seen your face before...
Corey, my son, my baby boy...
Sweetest lips, so tiny and soft,
a little button nose all cute and slender
your sparkling green eyes, deep with love
I have dreamt of you and your looks
since the day I found out you were to be ours.
With hair like mine and your dad's smile,
standing before me, I'm very proud
tell me though my dear sweet son,
is this reality?
Cos my mind has seen these scenes in the past
right before you drifted from sight
if this is a dream I wish not to wake
and if this is reality, I beg of you,
STAY...
But unfortunately,
the days and nights morph to déjà vu
my reality being the nightmare without you in it...
dreams are where we hold you tight
playing games with the whole family
until it comes back around...
you drift away and we have to bury you all over again...
I'm waking to a perpetual sadness
night after night...
day after day...
as my worst dreams turn reality
spiralling the déjà vu
to be witnessed once again.
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: January 5th, 2022 03:58
- Category: Sad
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Comments6
your words brought tears to my eyes
without an ounce of context
and so
shall it be, let it be;
I shall mourn
this cruel reality
that birthed your poetry's woes
and you, dear valiant Poet
simply find a way
to just be, let it be;
at least
we have our words and memories
but soon, far
too cruelly - soon
that incessant
harsh reality of Time, will come
to thieve of us, even these
cocoon escapes from life's hurts
so let us find a way, shoulder-to-shoulder
leaning a little more, on each other
in those inevitable, dark tunnels
of life
accepting it all, and whispering
Defiantly
to each other:
these too, shall Pass
and our aches, will be harvested
into fortitude, someday
in our déjà vu future's
so we can allow it all, to come at us
and simply, wisely
let it be...'
I lost my son two years ago. Thank you for your kind word though I appreciate it
yes, the writing alluded to that
but I didn't want to voice it, in case
on some rare chance - that wasn't the case..
I'm so sorry for your loss, dear poet
I lack the wisdom or words
to offer you any comfort or solace,
but still
I laud your bravery
I empathise with your pain
and I cherish
having been introduced to your writing,
thank you! for choosing to share..
and if you can, find a way - eventually
to find acceptance and let it be,
or else such grief
can overwhelm a life and make casualty's
of all that you still, hold dear..
I'm so sorry, that all I have
are these pitiful words,
stay strong!
I appreciate your kind words thank you 😊
Good write Katie, and poignant.
Meanwhile - Kitty knows a bit of French - deja vu, etc.
I wish I would shut up about her! lol.
Lol she will be back soon enough lol give me a few days I'm still working on a good one lol
Beauty personified in the recollections of times past love shared and a deeper affection being able to hold them close in your heart and dreams, 💞
Thanks for commenting 🙂
Such a wonderful emotive write katie.
Andy
Thanks andy
Hello Kitty - erm, Katie I mean.
If it's the same person, I shall swoon! lol 🙂
Lol tomorrow .. she will be back tomorrow hahaha I have a good one I think but I have done mine for today
A piercing piece hey... Very piercing. Thank you for sharing Katie. I don't know what else to say. It stays. It really does.
Thank you for reading
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