i sit here
in the quiet
of the night
and reminisce
as a decade of
my life comes to
an end.
a small death
a small victory
*
i think of the ride
its ups and downs
the laughter and the tears
but the parts i remember most
were those soft moments
in the dim light and drunken haze
with those lovely creatures
who chose to be there
with me
when they could have been
anywhere else
*
of all shapes and sizes
of different tongues
skin and mind
of different humour
passion and want
but always the same
tenderness
the same wonder and look
in their eyes
be they brown green or blue
i remember them eyes
and the tenderness of it all
in that dim light
*
and as i remember them
i naturally wonder
if they remember me?
and how they made me
a King
in those soft moments
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Dean F. Hardy
Writer from Dublin, Ireland.
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"i naturally wonder if they remember me? and how they made me a King in those soft moments" This is full of melancholy and my heart is aching. The nuance of emotion throughout is just sublime. I can't quite put into words, here, how absolutely stunning it was to experience it. Beautiful work, Dean. This is a poem I can see myself coming back to time and again.
Dean, this was a breath taking piece full of raw emotion. These lines really spoke to me “as a decade of my life comes to an end. a small death a small victory” such a well said phrase and it rings so true. It calls to mind how the something ends in your life there is always that bitter sweet feeling afterwards. So well written!
Beautiful piece.
This was so beautiful!
Great work. Loved the flow. (I read it out loud-totally different hearing it)
Fabulous!!! Love it!!!
Amazing poem!
Glad the poetry bug grabbed you. This is great
Truly beautiful. Well done.
Sooooo beautiful and powerful!! 😍😍 Love, love, love this!! Gorgeously penned 🔥🔥
Breathtaking. I could feel that longing to just live in those bright moments of the past for a bit. They remember. A truly lovely piece.
Beautiful.
They definitely remember.
I absolutely love your opening to this “i sit here in the quiet of the night” ❤️