Tempus fugit

[Mortdefides]

To my former muse,
who coped
with loneliness
better than I
will ever do.


In a silent room she dines
With a tough and overcook’d meal.
Empty is all, e’en her heart.
And she fails to feel any more.

In a silent room she yearns
To be lonely nevermore.

Ticking clock
Tick-a-tock...
Time does flee--
Can’t you see?--
Ticking clock
Tick-a-tock…
Waste no more!
Close the door,
Take the risk,
Life is brisk!
Tick-a-tocks…
F*** the mocks,
Stop the clocks
in a single breath of eternity…

In a silent room she cries
With no-one to kiss her eyes.
Empty is all, e’en the plates
But she waits, and waits, and waits…

Tick-a-tock,
Bloody clock,
Ticking our life away…

She is there, in the silent room
In the void, in the lonely gloom.

[Bar22do]

From your poem, she doesn't seem to cope so well... and, an aside, I always wonder, how much time we waste at contemplating fleeting time... eh.
As I read your touching poem I wonder, is it not his own state of loneliness that the N actually depicts while projecting upon her? But of course I may be wrong. Thanks for sharing these feelings... Best to you - Bar

[Mortdefides]

N? Didn't get that, I'm foreign, don't forget that :D You found the secret - I ponder upon her loneliness merely because later on she managed to deal with it, while poor old me wasn't so good at it. About fleeting time - that's a common topic and quite a good one to think about. I mean, who hasn't read To the Virgins, to make much of time?

Thanks for the feedback!

P.S.: Carpe diem! Seize the day, boys, make you lifes extraordinary... :)

[Bar22do]

N? Didn't get that, I'm foreign, don't forget that :D You found the secret - I ponder upon her loneliness merely because later on she managed to deal with it, while poor old me wasn't so good at it. About fleeting time - that's a common topic and quite a good one to think about. I mean, who hasn't read To the Virgins, to make much of time?

Thanks for the feedback!

P.S.: Carpe diem! Seize the day, boys, make you lifes extraordinary... :)

Sorry, N = the narrator, I should have been more careful. Glad I "caught" you, anyway! poor you... well, now BE WELL and cheers! Bar