UNREQUITED FORGETFULNESS
Suppose we should expect it,At least it's hidden in life.
So why do we feel bereft,
When loved one's surrounding us.
Struggle to except fates mortality,
Death.
Yet it's not dying that's the crime,
Only leaving loved one's behind.
How can I forget to remember,
The three that had died.
This December, Forgive me
In this my darkest of nights.
For it's been getting harder to write,
A trifling little thing my only plight.
On this starkest of nothingness,
Night's.
Forgive me for forgetting to remember
names,
For all that have gone before me.
You are on the tip of my tongue,
But always in my mind.
Thoughts within my brain,
I'm sure we will meet up again.
There's no surety in life,
Yet in death your sure to point.
Then say, Oh look here comes
What's his name.
Although I'm not sure if there's
A hereafter, If there is,
Surely it's filled with mirthfulness,
Love and laughter.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-12-23 at 07:09
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