In a dance of letdowns, a waltz of dismay,
Where promises crumble, hopes in disarray.
Those meant to lift falter, a hand unsteady,
Disappointment’s shadow, heavy and heady.
A wish, a plea, for a truer rapport,
Not just words tossed, leaving the heart sore.
Communication unsteady, like a flickering flame,
Desiring a dialogue, not just a name.
In the crowded room, a solitude profound,
Echoes of silence, emotions unbound.
The weight of isolation, a burden to bear,
Seeking authenticity in the realm of despair.
Let not one side be the sole bearer of light,
Illuminate the darkness, embrace the night.
A yearning for connection, a bridge to span,
A dialogue enlightening, an authentic plan.
In disappointment’s wake, resilience blooms,
A symphony of healing, dispelling the gloom.
For in the echo of letdowns, a voice will rise,
A beat of connection, where true rapport lies.
Categories: Culture, identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology, society
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Ah Yes Seeking Deeper Rapport
Particularly in Days Past Before
Online Avenues Spread a Hive of
Humanity Globe Wide i Remember
The Lament of Walking in the ‘World Market’
Store in the Mall All the Illustrations of Cultures So
Far Away
So Far Away
Hehe From the
Shoe Rental Counter
of a Military Bowling Center
Albeit A Place Attracting Military
Associated Folks around the World
Yet Still Mostly restricted to that Particular
Global
Demographic
Military Flavored
only too With SMiLes
So Now There is A Global Hive
Only Restricted to How More or Less
We Tend to Be Open SouLeD Moving
Connecting
Co-Creating Newly Now
It Surely Beats Stuck in
Four Walls Where Truer
Deeper Rapport is No Where to Be Explored
Yet Never the Less There are Days That Just
Finding A Smile Genuine Warm Sincere Yes Real
Dear Miriam
is Naked
Enough
Whole
Complete
A Place of Home
Truly A Place That
May Originate From
Almost Any Demographic When Human And Real
Where No Words Are Necessary at All Now Just The
Warmth A Real Human Soul Will Spread Across an Ocean
Blue New..:)
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