Elegy

Elegy

 

 

 

So this is how great loves die
That which promised to surpass dynasties
To outlive generations
That clung on through wars
Endured the vagaries of
Cobwebbed memory
Which fought for survival
Kept beating by force of sheer will
Which slept through a moment of weakness
And a mouthful of sleeping pills
And awoke two days later, retching and wretched
But still pregnant with a spark of hope, still ..

This is how great loves die
Alone, desperate, in need
Of a fragment of consolation
Because they bared their soft throat to
The cutting edges of greed, they die
Under their lover’s murmured encouragement, they lie, and bleed
Stripped of their one last delusion
So this is how great loves die, discarded
At the altars of success, and ambition

 

 

 

©CM
13.09.2016

 

 

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One thought on “Elegy

  1. Madsies says:

    The sad reality. 😦

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