PAD poems part 1

This first poem was on Tuesday, I mentioned I wanted to mix the “bright” and “dark” themes together sooooo

Divergence

“Goodbye, m’friend, my calling is this way.”

He waves and takes the left path

leaving the fork behind, ready for

the next chapter. The unknown excites him,

he relishes in his lone excursions after

four or so years of learning to like himself.

The Explorer steadily grew more into his skin

during random bouts of excommunication.

He treads heartily, a tune in his head and

joy in his heart, nothing has, nor ever will,

prevent him from doing what he desires.

The sense of change only approached him

when he was ready, never has he ever

felt compelled to force it to acquire a status.

Upon reflection, he realizes the reasoning

behind his friend’s actions.

The ironic perspective only suspended an

old relationship with that comrade of his,

for, ’tis amazing to see two people

develop different interests like so.

Alas, there’s a reason humans cannot see

behind themselves, it halts the process.

Yet, he cannot help but wonder of the

opportunities his friend possesses.

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“Goodbye, m’friend, my calling is this way.”

He waves and takes the right path,

gingerly leaving the fork behind, heading

to the next chapter. But, the unknown makes

him a little uneasy. Four or so years surrounded

by, well, strangers and suddenly…where are they?

The Unsettled shivers and looks over his

shoulder every so often, timidly

stepping forward. To experience this…

solitude, how can anyone stand it?!

He digs in his pocket and fiddles

with a device, anxiously moving his thumbs

across the screen and he stands there, waiting.

He looks around and checks his phone once,

twice, three times; his anxiety rises. He turns

to walk back, but stops to stare down the road.

Thoughts venture towards his friend, he

reflects on the times he ignored his beckoning.

‘Tis amazing to see two people develop different

interests like so.

Alas, there’s a reason humans

cannot see behind themselves, it halts the process.

Yet, he wishes he could experience

the opportunities his friend possesses.

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