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My Thoughts
#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone

Catch your thoughts and hold them tightly, Let each one an honor be;

sometimes I wish I could
go back to the time of late childhood
that time was real good overall
but those days bygone were some.

what pleasurable years
less stress, more fun
thoughts revolve in my mind at lightning speed.

They interrupt my happiness
Going deep to the base
To never return.

What remains
Is the bunch of memories
Giving life to the body to carry
And live this otherwise a dead life.

Infinite in number, like droplets in the rain,
They flutter and whirl, like leaves in the breeze,
A boundless tapestry woven


© ssk