Nevermore

John Prophet

Nevermore.
Behind.
Turn
around.
Look
behind.
Mysteries.
Fuzzy
path of
what was.
Vaporizing.
Ghosts
along
the path.
Shimmering.
Spirts
of the
never was.
Could
have been.
Infinite
realms
left
behind,
unexplored.
Experience
lost.
Thousands
never met,
never
known.
Avenues
never
trod.
Sad really.
What a
shame.
All the
could
have
beens.
Carelessly
passed,
ignored.
Brushing
past
hurriedly.
Rushing.
Pushing
through
reflecting,
wondering
what may
have
been?
Should
have
been?
Gone.
All,
just a
mist
lost
in the
nevermore.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 15th, 2024 06:56
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    Very true John but there is a theory that there are and infinite number of parallel universes where every thing that could have happened in out lives does happen.

    Andy

    • John Prophet

      Hi Andy,
      Each runs its own unique story line. Thanks for reading.
      John



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