youth is a fickle mistress
batting her clear green eyes
whispering in your ear...
I will stay with you forever
naively, you believe her
slug through the weeks
and months and years
thinking she will always be there
you live your days for others
instead of yourself and her, while
work and family obligations
mindlessly gorge on time perennial
time you should have spent loving
time you should have spent living
time you should have spent just being
time you should have spent with her
until one morning you wake up alone
she has left you for someone younger
leaving you old and worn out and used up
no good to yourself or anyone else
you see her out with her new love
and grow angry and resentful and hard
hating her for abandoning you
hating her for being happy without you
then, slowly you come to realize
that she did not leave you
you left her, long ago, standing alone
crying, ‘neath the glow of a fallow moon
©️2023 jai
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On the Fringe of Darkness 
Ever so true, and beautifully expressed.
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Thank you, Sister. ❤️
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Grand capture of a sour aspect of life 👌Lovely Jai🤍
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Thank you, Destiny. It happens to all of us eventually. 💜
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I remember a quote (which I’ll likely butcher here), something about youth being wasted on the young and wealth being wasted on the elderly, though I suppose it’s a bit of turnabout is fair play. Only a fool would trade short-term “strange” for long-term history, stability and love. I think most of them end up getting exactly what they deserve, but, I’ve been accused of being a bit of a romantic anyway… 🖤
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I recall the quote, but like you, don’t know it verbatim.
Yes, a lot of people get bored in a long term relationship, but if they would bother to put in a little effort, it wouldn’t be that way. Love withers on the vine if not properly nourished.
You, a romantic? Somehow, I don’t see it. But as I’ve told you before, I can be dense at times. 🖤
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Oddly, kind of glad to hear that. I had a girlfriend a number of years ago that said I was as subtle as a heart attack. She was a ‘straight-shooter’, so I have a lot of respect for her even to this day. Hey jai, is there a reason why you have stopped accepting comments from last month already? I wanted to comment on your ‘Wednesday’s Child’ but it says comments are closed. I was hoping you had more already published, but am happy to stick around and see what else you release going forward… 😊
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I recently switched to the Jetpack app for WordPress (they’ll be closing the old one down in March), and after reading your comment, looked at my settings. I had set it to 365 days for comments, but it had been reset to 30 days. I upped it to 120 days (the maximum allowed) so now, you should be able to comment.
I have a lot of poems from previous blogs, plus am still writing new ones—and fiction—that I will post over time. I’m happy you like some of my work. 😊🖤
What were you referencing when you said “kind of glad to hear that?” My tendency to be dense, or my surprise at you being accused of being a romantic? (My denseness is showing again.) 🙄
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Thanks! I need to check that setting on my blog as well now. Me, not you. New romantic? IDK, I’m strange, lol. 💀
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Nothing wrong with strange…strange is interesting. 😉🖤
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Your poems are dark and have quite the magic. I can’t see your poems on the home page. But when I look at your blog, I see it.🖤
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Thank you…the vast majority of my writing is dark. 🙂
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Beautifully expressed. 👌👌
But why it’s mistress youth, why not the other?
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Because Mistress Youth is part of the poet, hence female. 🙂
Thank you for reading and commenting.
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