In the middle of the night,
when the darkness was the only dweller.
I walked,
strolling all alone
in the deserted alley,
where only the shadows lurked.
My thoughts reflected in those shadows.
There were words left unspoken,
as the distances had grown.
Time had gone by,
the voices of the memories
that were now a past, lingered
in my rusted head.
The sweet voices of us laughing
and giggling together.
We climbed the trees
with our skinny hands and legs
and played in the greens
where the daffodils bloomed in glory.
We were young and believed
this was all ever-lasting.
That was before you turned ,
into the devil you are now.
The time snapped the ties
we thought were eternal.
Now it was just me left alone,
walking with my shadow.
And you, my brother
have flown with tides of time.
These thoughts occur to everybody at one stage of life..and is a reality of life. Nicely expressed…
this was dark! ingenious but stark n sad
I pray if my sister ever writes a poem, it won’t be with that ending..
This was dark, very much so.
yes i agree, it was the result of a major fight with my sibling. we had never fought like we did this time. all cool now and i am not proud of coming up with this.