A Happy Ending

by Kakera   Feb 17, 2014


2014-02-18 01:15 AM

I wish I could write a happy ending
to that reoccurring dream
where we stand with clipped wings,
blinded by the sun,
making choirs out of our angst,

and that distance
between the far away sky
and the dirt beneath our feet
aching in the wounds on our backs,
reminding us of what we've lost:

that love that we shared
when we soared through the heavens
hand in hand;

But now we walk past each-other
on crowded city streets
with blank faces

So I wake up with emptiness pounding in my chest
every morning, and I know that you do too
because of all the pain, all the grief;

Because we both know
that it's too late to
write a happy ending.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Jack Nightengale

    I like the feeling of this poem. Although its sad and quite heartbreaking this poem pulls not only the attention of the reader but, the heart and mind also. Great job, I look forward to reading what else you've got posted and what you will post in the future.

  • 10 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Another one I could relate to. You have such good flow in your poems, they just seem to flow together line by line.

    The clear scene here in my head is that moment when two people who used to mean a lot to each other, pass each other in the street, almost like strangers. Only perhaps strangers would have even had nice glances at each other.

    Emptiness pounding in your chest... such an incredible line. I can hear it, feel it, imagine it. It speaks so loud this line.

    I like how you begin and end with the happy ending, also with the title being the same thought. The fact that it is placed in the sad category, gave me the clue that it is a happy ending you are longing for, but know that you can never get.

    Another great job, well done.
    Can't wait to check out more of your work

  • 10 years ago

    by Midnight Sky

    Dang girl you have a talent really enjoyed