Broken Yesterdays
A poem to mourn; free verse, surreal
In these battered halls are sung the songs of broken yesterdays
Visions of sweeter tomorrows knelt blithely in the pews
Un-bittered by want and regret
To gaze at forgotten futures, slid now from the hands
As flecks of golden sand
Left sieving the cob-webbed hourglass for anything to learn
When that time had ended
These halls once rang with hope and laughter
And dreams to fill a sea
With hearts leaping to find better horizons
That were once within their reach
But when storm clouds gathered overhead
And the walls gave their final crack
The merry throng did silence
Leaving half-recalled whispers left
About the Creator
Uncluttered Living
In this life, the more you calculate, the more worries you will have; the more tolerant you are, the more happiness you will experience. Strive to live your life well; occasional chaos and occasional tranquility each have their own flavor. Live sincerely, work hard, and live well.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 days ago in Poets
Comments (5)
Your words are expressive and heartfelt. Keep writing!
Love the tone and well-structured language! Was this for a challenge?
"With hearts leaping to find better horizons That were once within their reach" - these stuck out to me, so beautiful
Beautifully done! These lines are poignant: In these battered halls are sung the songs of broken yesterdays Visions of sweeter tomorrows knelt blithely in the pews ❤️
This is stunning, Ian. Felt this in my core. Such evocative language and stirring descriptions. Sad but poetically beautiful