Deception Visits Again Poem by Paul Sebastian

You hard earned your prized high position
You’ve then forgotten your sheltered rest
You cried in rain when a dream was broken
You’ve forgotten years of snail-paced distress

Now, “Success” becomes your breast-plate
Standing on mountain-top, shout battle cry
Another life’s battle you contemplate
Another climb, new mountain to scale high

Will “success” bring back your lost flame?
Would “success” enflame a flameless heart?
Is there ember to enkindle heart’s doused flame?
Illusions clouding to stage another deep hurt?

In heart’s winter, would your fire side warm up still?
Or would you sit by your fire side pensively, alone?
Could past flames reignite love to warm you up still?
Would clouds vaporize to leave you again, forlorn?

Mistakes ghost disguised come to haunt again
Would you trade wisdom for foolishness?
Would you battle with your sword to the end?
Success is meaningless if it’s not for happiness!

26.10.2015