Beset current despondency

goads me again to express

 

Reason for disenchantment

and issues crucial  address

 

It’s not just plain strangers

but ones considered as own

 

Despite all indulged civility

apathy in return got shown

 

Kept seeking sane rationale

 searched the very core inside

 

Answers did never justify

with none to stand beside

 

Time just carried on ticking

had me caught in a state

 

When I deemed I‘d arrived

but it was already too late

 

Waited with bated breath

for ongoing drift to amend

 

A change since not evident

for myself I learnt to fend

 

Closeted in secure environs

at somewhat slower pace

 

Taking all what comes along

not contending in any race

 

 

 

 

 

ReflectionregretRetrospection

◄ April Rain

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