A closing chapter on a holiday
Epilogue looming near ahead
Felt like a thousand summers
That have never even existed
.
Goodbye to idyllic afternoons
Melting like a sluggish sorbet
Goodbye to those hazy nights
Under the starry skies' blanket
.
All wistful childhood fantasies
Within a cloudy thought bubble
All shards of broken memories
A faint wispy 5 'o clock stubble
.
Replaced by steamed machines
Clockwork chores of daily grind
Lacklustre façades, bitterly ends
The turning key eddying to wind
.
Melancholy fever infects my head
Sands of time slip from my grasp
Final farewell to the lost moments
That I wished would eternally last.
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake
