Judgmental Delusion
By: Fee
Teardrops as big as the lump in his throat
Threaten the pasted smile he now must wear
He’s laid aside his pen for passion’s writes
Decided that no more would he ever share
Imagination fuelled by fantasies so born
Kept his flame from burning down to ashes cold
Some say that he could have just started over
But perhaps the whole story just was not told
Stirred feelings that could once make him smile
Gave him strength to face each fading day
He turns off his computer for the last time
A writer scorned now sadly, slowly turns away
He’ll spend his days just counting the flies
That may hover round his old man’s chair
Keep his passion bottled on time’s shelf
No one can pass judgement him there
Ah but in some lonely hearts he will live on
The man of romantic words and tender heart
They’ll keep a candle burning in his memory
When the final post has played its part…
It did brought tears to my eyes
Thinking how many writers have gone through this!
A brilliant poetic view of your thoughts!!
Peace Love And many Hugssss....Morning star
Love ya face Cuz XOXO, Rose
Georg
Much Love,
Sanja xox
fee
God bless you. Kathy
Sheila
Be always safe,
Karen
I often think I just might do that one of these days myself, and I think many a writer down through the ages has had many a similar thought; first with sharp stone, then with pencil, then pen, then typewriter, and now with computer.
"Stirred feelings that could once make him smile
Gave him strength to face each fading day"
Deborah:)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
We Can Not Have The Actuality Of That,
Great Emotion Provoking Write Fee!
I did my CNA & HHA clinicals at a Nursing Home. I could hardly work. I was so distraut at their life plastered all over the walls (Photos, plaques, awards blah blah blah) & no family to visit bit be annoyed on christmas. I would rather call Dr. Kavorkian.
What this all means is when there is nothing left we wither & die inside. I've seen it. It's awfully saddening.
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(