Tuesday, May 16, 2023

BECOMING UNTIL, an encore





She knew she was finished and all doors were closed

A chapter had ended and though sad she felt vaguely imposed.


She thought she loved him as he seduced her with flattery,

But as the time passed, she felt like a victim of mental battery.


Her love was like a mirage, a thought trapped inside her head

It was a delusion around rumination when at night she went to bed.


It is hard to not hold on, to let go of what sustained her on cold nights

And what was harder still was to find a new path with different delights.


Some live on the surface, never having heartache over trivial things

While others live within deep desire always wanting to catch brass rings.


She wears herself out with her silly passions and such

The truth is she must have not mattered much.


Now she watches from her window as the trains pass and hope drizzles in all lit

She waits and waits for just one to step off and somehow be a magical perfect fit.


She bends and at the end of the day, after all is said and the air is still

She sits on her green porch and she changes her thoughts… and becomes “until.”




© Marjorie J. Levine 2023



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