Poem: Your Tower – 17/09/20

Lost connections,
fallen by the wayside,
the electricity which surged,
now plundered of pride,

hypocrisy which seems to glimmer
at the door,
I wonder what was intended,
and were the relationships meant to be more?

Tainted by disconnect,
lacking in joinery and glue,
once so potent,
alienated – by choice?
Is this the truth?
Walking away,
time to rebuild without dismay.

Sometimes stronger on your own,
perched in a tower,
the only being there to recognise
your humble throne,
you are strong, despite it all,
you can achieve comfort,
consideration, quietly, Queen,
you know,
your silent goals.

Strenuous may be the thought processes
where you dance with indecisiveness,
but know you are the maker of
your own fate,
don’t forget your heart,
little lady,
for it may become too late.

© 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
Photo by Tobias Reich on Unsplash

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