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Gone and Departed

Hearts shed people throughout life- like broken angels crossing time- in the form of lovers and loved ones.

Gone and Departed

 

Hearts shed people throughout life-

like broken angels crossing time-

in the form of lovers and loved ones.

Some wake you up after they’re gone-

others startle you as they depart.

Lovers depart like a fife-

cutting silence with great sublime-

leaving you feeling like a pawn-

left behind to defend some rampart.

Loved ones are gone in a rife-

of strife that renders you a rime-

left to slowly fill a caisson-

that was once a purple heart.

Hearts shed people throughout life-

to death and trials; what a paradigm!

Tears and hurt are bodkins-

that sever souls apart when drawn-

leading them to woe like a steady dart.

Both the gone and departed drive-

minds to see life as a grime-

but that’s just bitterness – a poison-

brewed swart and sharp to look smart.

You try not to fall for the fork of life-

and death but it burns like a lime-

only to give life a zing so paragon.

All have their allotted share of this tart.

Hearts shed people throughout life-

leaving them to surprise like a wartime-

ruse meant to capture prized rimes-

from harmony’s crown playing a carillon-

to success and love being torn apart.

Choice is a dance of faith and strife-

where dime and prime chime-

hurt and loss are the carrion

that make living truly an art!

 

Catch more of Pasithea Chan with her previous posts here. You can also find her brand of poetry on Facebook.

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Pasithea Chan
Impressionist who enjoys writing poetry in symbolism laced with philosophy. https://twitter.com/RogueMalachite

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