Another sudden goodbye - losing a loved one... #Quadrille

Intensified ticking
Night enhances every emotion
Trying to hold on
my sad smile withers
-a lingering vision

A few more minutes
I plead to my sleep
-ghost of a dream

It vanishes, as you had
No warning, no goodbye

Did either have a choice?

©Nimi Arora


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dVerse Quadrille #26

Comments

  1. brudberg15 February 2017 at 01:05

    Sometimes the dreams seems to much better than reality... at others the dreams will haunt us

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  2. Kim M. Russell15 February 2017 at 02:57

    Hi Nimi! I finally got around to reading your poem. I love the alliteration in the first line - echoes of a clock - very emotive - and then the 'ghost of a dream' in the second stanza makes me question whether the 'I' person is awake, asleep or somewhere in-between.

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  3. De Jackson15 February 2017 at 03:21

    Just so sad. That second line is just so true. Night DOES enhance every emotion.

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  4. Frank Hubeny15 February 2017 at 09:48

    Dreams do seem like ghosts appearing and vanishing without warning.

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  5. Cedarwind15 February 2017 at 11:09

    I like the way you link the ephemeral nature of dreams and life. A sudden loss is very unsettling and reality shifting.

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  6. Sanaa Rizvi16 February 2017 at 03:12

    Oh so poignant!!

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