Same old things

Often times i wonder, wonder of what could’ve been.

The past often seems like a river i’d love to swim in.

The same old things aren’t all that we need?

Those really long walks.

Those really silent talks.

Those empty promises,

Both hands meeting in the crevices.

Often times i wonder, wonder of what’s next.

You can’t have the same old things, if you refuse to look forward instead.


Don’t we all crave of what was?

Don’t we all reminisce, wonder about the lost cause?

Don’t we all crave redemption?

Don’t we all hope for salvation?

Don’t we all dream to be there once again?

Don’t we all wish, that moment wouldn’t end?

Often times i wonder, wonder of what i could do.

Am I striving to recreate those moments?

Don’t we all love déjà vu?

But alas I can’t recreate and only reminisce.

The times of when i was a merry kid.

The times when i thought that happiness was endless.

The times when i would think so less.

The times when I couldn’t imagine my parents being dead.

The times when i would always look ahead.

The same old things seem frozen in time.

Often times i visit them, I can’t help but smile.

They make me look forward this time, yet i hope i can recreate those moments.

Some moments, those I can’t afford to leave behind.

NOTES- The message that i wanted to convey totally morphed. I always wonder, always wonder about a certain dilemma. We always have habitual things we do with our loved ones. Those things we used to do with our exes. That forgotten feeling.

Are we in love with those same old things? Are those moments are something we strive to recreate? Get a hold of that lost feeling?

Or are we in love with moving on? Are we in love with a new feeling? We may have the certain craving to convert those new feelings into the same old thing.

I tried to get an answer through this poem but i lost track. The message turned out to be more essential and deep.

I hope you understand what i’m trying to convey. I’m really thankful that you made it all the way!

(My rhyming tourettes kick up sometimes 😂)


7 thoughts on “Same old things

  1. Hi, I found you through First Friday. Nice to meet you!

    I loved the poem, yes, very relatable and well written. I especially appreciated your use of repetition. Nicely done.

    One small thought from a reader’s perspective. Your text is very small and difficult to read against the black background. It might be worth going into your theme setting and choosing a larger, bolder font, if you can.

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      1. I hope that will help bring a greater audience back to your blog 🙂

        Yes, I will take a look at your short stories 🙂

        If you have a moment and fancy, I would be really grateful if you would check out my site. Leave a like or comment if you wish, and if it strikes you and you hit ‘follow, then you will make my day!

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