A Moment in Time

A moment in time,

Dark, bleak …… devoid of any light.

The road looks blurred in front of your eyes.

The silence, as tumultuous as a tempest,

Rings louder and sharper than the church bells.

Unfathomable and indecipherable,

The feelings surge forth in the heart.

It becomes difficult to come to terms

With the feeling of disparity.

Hope seems to flicker in the gale of adversity.

The brevity of happiness yearns to linger…

A little more…. A tad bit

Where would the mind wander,

I don’t want to know.

In the abyss of dark nothingness?

In the wilderness of morose moors?

Among the plains of scorching heat?

Under the damp trampled leaves of gnarly woods?

Or the splitting cacophony of the boisterous crowd?

There are no answers that you seek

No consolation for what you missed.

You feel condemned and forlorn.

The moment gnaws at your heart

It festers with a foul smell.

There are no escape routes.

Just a numbing sense of un-realism.

A whisper deep in the recesses of the mind,

Cajoling and consoling your broken soul.

The last dregs of fading hope,

Blows feeble wind below your clipped wings.

‘Carry on’, it seems to say.

‘Move on’, it urges.

There is not much that you can do.

It is an audacity to challenge fate.

Life has never been fair,

So why should you cringe at your share?

But the heart is relentless.

It grieves and grieves.

And latches on to that single moment.

That fateful moment in time.