I’ve left the baggage
I’ve left the clouds
I see a new door open
It’s the door I want to take
But it’s not a road most taken
It’s a road for the few
But this road is my life
This is my passion, I’ve made my decision
This road less taken is the road I will travel
I used to see you everyday.
Every single day – You and me.
You used to teach me right from wrong
Tell me how to play by the rules
But now you’re gone.
Harboring a new horizon.
I will miss you my love.
I will miss you like hell.
You never knew how much you meant to me
How much I valued you
I thank you for all the wisdom and help
I hope one day our paths cross again
I will miss you like hell.
This poem is in response to the short story called Misery by Anton Chekhov
“To Whom Shall I Tell My Grief?”
Sorrow shimmers through his body
His son – his little baby calf – dead!
oh! What agony!
To lose a loved one is to repent a lifetime
If only someone would hear him bawl
Listen vehemently to his grief – his distress – his pain.
He would cry to the world
Curse at the cosmos
To acquire the wishful years lost;
For his only son to reappear in his arms again.
R.I.P – Kuzma Ionitch
This poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti really strikes a chord with me. A friend sent me this poem on Facebook telling me to “live life today” and it made me think…..
A Daughter of Eve
A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.
My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
It’s winter now I waken.
Talk what you please of future spring
And sun-warm’d sweet to-morrow:
Stripp’d bare of hope and everything,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
I sit alone with sorrow.
There are many themes which can be attributed to this poem – including time, patience, love, anxiety and many more. When we do not make the most of the moment in which we are living – like NOW – then time really starts to fall behind us and there is no way to relive the moments just lost.
Living in the future or the past will not help the present. It is what we make of NOW that really matters.
I hate to break it to you but I haven’t made the most of the time I have had. I wish I did. I wish I knew how much each moment means because then I would grab each and every opportunity I had. But one of the beautiful thing about life is it is unpredictable and destiny seems to have it’s own way of reminding us to take the path we are destined to take.
I hope we can all make the most of today and the moments we have. Living for the now and here rather than for anything else