Once again, I was fooled,
By the bringer of the light;
They held a torch aloft,
To brighten up my night.
They assured me they were genuine,
As they held me in embrace;
I allowed the glow to fill my soul;
To set smiles upon my face.
Little did I realise,
They were just like all before;
Another fading apparition,
Has me sprawled upon the floor.
One more time, I lift myself,
Wearily to my knees;
The darkness has returned;
Yes, it was yet another tease.
They promised they were my beacon,
And, like a fool, I believed;
Left high and dry yet again,
With no sign of a reprieve.
I sit alone in the dark once more;
My ears can hear no sound;
There is nothing solid nearby,
Except for this sodden ground.
I lay myself upon it;
It’s cold and soft to touch;
I thought that beacon had really been real;
I wish it had so much!
So, I’m back to what I used to be,
An untrusting, cynical man;
No more will an apparition be let in,
Well, at least that is my plan…
The Adventures of an Average, White Man...© 
I remember a time when you swore you could not create “good” poetry. Well, this was moving, sad and beautiful at once and the emotion flows so strongly from this piece.
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I just create poetry and hope for the best. pretty much as I do with all my writing. If it continues to impress you then I’m happy given how high I regard your opinion and your work in itself.
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Whoa. Your poetry is so beautifully written.. everything is expressed just right. Dark, sad, yet, speaking from a place of hurt I believe we’ve all experienced. I aspire to have this type of knack when penning poems.
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Given the way in which you write your fiction, I would say a poet lives within you. I’d definitely suggest you just try it out and see what comes of it 🙂
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This is so brilliantly written and relatable.
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Written from the dark mind of a man who felt insatiably lonely and forsook.
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Really excellent piece, Paul. I especially liked your use of imagery – it helped bring out the emotion behind the poem!
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There was a lot of emotion. I wrote it whilst feeling especially low on the run-up to Christmas. It wasn’t the nicest of places to be.
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I could definitely feel the emotion behind it. It was palpable in this piece. I am sorry as always for the low place you were in leading up to Christmas. I don’t generally like pointing out silver linings in dark situations, but I must say that the writing that has been born out of your dark times is truly beautiful.
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I think dark emotional writing is always the most beautiful as you know you’re getting the most abundant truth from the writer, not to mention vulnerability.
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I totally agree. This is dark and beautiful hun. Just sad that you had to feel that way.
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It is sad, but I suppose we have to use experiences like this to make us stronger.
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That’s the plan 💪💪
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Hmmmm, someone fancies himself a poeming genius lately 🤔
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Suck it, Taffy!
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