Tuesday, 28 May 2024

An Ode to Broken Bonds


This is for you, my dear friends,

Those who once held my heart's tender threads,

Sisters by choice, bound by trust,

In shadows now, our bond to dust.


We laughed and cried, shared secret dreams,

Life flowed like a gentle stream,

But under the surface, unseen strife,

A twist of fate, a cut of the knife.


I opened my heart, laid bare my soul,

Confided in you, made myself whole,

Yet whispers grew, trust unraveled,

In a web of lies, our bond traveled.


You played the victim, cast me the foe,

In a twisted tale, you let me go,

Blocked and banned, with hearts turned cold,

A story untold, a bond unsold.


Misunderstood, seen as a threat,

A competitor in life's cruel set,

You saw shadows where none did lie,

And in the end, I wonder why.


For what we shared, was it all in vain?

Do you recall our joys, our pain?

Or did you bury it, deep in the sand,

With broken trust, by your own hand?


Our paths diverged, in the blink of an eye,

A friendship lost, a silent cry,

I search for reasons, find only tears,

A bond that withered through the years.


To my sisters in spirit, now shadows past,

I cherish the memories, though they did not last,

In the garden of life, some flowers fade,

Yet the scent remains, in the memories made.


To those who broke and walked away,

To those who blame and keep at bay,

I forgive you, though you cast me aside,

For in my heart, the pain does bide.


But know this truth, I loved you well,

Even as our friendship fell,

In the echo of our shared days,

A lingering sadness, in twilight's haze.


So here’s my ode, my final plea,

For what we were, and what could be,

May your journey find you peace and light,

As I mourn our bond, in the silent night.


In the end, we part, with hearts unspoken,

For some bonds are meant to be broken,

And as I pen these words in sorrow,

I find no solace in tomorrow.


Goodbye, my friends, my sisters once,

In memories, our story runs,

A tale of trust, and bonds that end,

A sad farewell, to my dear friends.



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