To Lose

In truth, there’ll always be

Another ‘everything’ to lose,

It is a lie that an eye that sees

Can run out of tears;

/

And a heart that beats

Is a heart that hurts;

The same mind that knows

Is the mind that errs;

And the warmest voice

Sometimes surely whispers

The coldest words;

/

In truth, there’ll always be

Another ‘everything’ to lose;

And it is a lie that the pain decreases

Or that one gets used to it;

/

Still, a heart that beats

Is a heart that hopes;

And a mind that errs

Is a mind that learns;

And the coldest voice

Sometimes surely whispers

The kindest words;

/

In truth, there’ll always be

Another ‘everything’ to lose,

Till you’re naught but breath and a pair of wings,

Made of what was once

Your everything

4 thoughts on “To Lose

    1. As another member of the Big C club, among others, I certainly understand you, Carl!
      It is true that not a lot is indispensable. For me, passion has got to be one of those few necessities – the desire to live for something/someone, which outweighs the temptation to rest.

  1. Your poem reminded me of the Joni Mitchell song Big Yellow Tax…here’s the opening stanza

    They paved paradise
    And put up a parking lot
    With a pink hotel, a boutique
    And a swinging hot SPOT
    Don’t it always seem to go
    That you don’t know what you’ve got
    ‘Til it’s gone
    They paved paradise
    And put up a parking lot….

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