Last night was bright
There were lights, drinks and pals
Grins widened by thoughts of love
Flames in hearts of friends
A celebration written in the skies
Each star was a perfect rhyme,
But after midnight
We returned -all to our homes
At home, there wasn't a desire to sleep
Walking into my room -after bathe-
I suddenly felt so weary and lone
Like a certain force was over all of me
I tried to make it to my bed -it seemed far
I just sqat; leaned to the wall -head down
There had been a celebration out there with friends,
There was a depression in here in lonesome
Presently I had need to erase memories
'the rude messages in my inbox,
Outbox apologies, countless missed calls'
And the worst -the which I hate most
'the pretence; ' none of this should have this time
I'm 21, yet, fragile within as a child
Stay not for a plea in desperation,
Stay because you believe; but if not -walk.
Deep feelings of weariness vividly expressed in well conceived piece of poetry. Very heartfelt, Gabriel. Thanks for sharing.
It is brilliantly honest. Blue is a good color to wear some times And then to leave it behind these lines They will help us to recall Some do not have phones at all For 'rude messages' to store; while some need some, some want more. After tears and things depressing, Lets give thanks for every blessing. P.X
A lovely write, with a desire now to be with people you can trust and respect so wonderfully expressed. Sorry for my delay in reading your poem.
Nice write. People can be harsh. Life goes on. Not everyone is like that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, it's the false people you have to get over.