Nevermore

Several pictures atop my shelves of books
Showed faces I recognised but not knew:
A mother cradling a child, families
Sitting in pose — matching dog included.
I could name the faces but the moments
Were too distant to recall, too fragile
To seem real, too far removed to hold dear;
A dream half-remembered, imposed, empty.
Those pictures that long sat against the wall,
Those lifeless idols sat there — not in me.
If I had not seen them year after year
I might not have recognised them at all,
But seen closely they showed a family
I never had. I keep them elsewhere now.

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This entry was posted in Sonnets.

One comment on “Nevermore

  1. Aadil says:

    Melancholic! Beautifully written! Loved it!

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