Elegy For A Forgotten Dream

John Horan
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readFeb 17, 2018

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I was smoking in the graveyard of my dreams

I wasn’t indifferent,

You just have to put up with it.

Life will make stoics of us all

Teaching us ten thousand lessons

On being a success

Nobody tells us

How to be a failure

You have to learn that for yourself.

A betrayal of the dogma;

To admit it to yourself,

But you can’t escape it

Your ticket didn’t come up in the lottery

And now you’ve got no money

All your energy is drained

You wake up in the morning asking

‘Do I have to do this shit again?’

Who can dispel the darkness

That comes at dawn?

And is found at the back of our minds

And is unspeakable

We can’t share it

In the confession rooms

Or on the shrinks settee

Known to only us and God

Is he judging us like we do?

There’s no escape

And no answer

To this life

And this death

We’re just holding on

We’re just struggling on

In the hopes.

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John Horan
Poets Unlimited

Writer of novels, scripts and poems. Teaches meditation. Thinks too much. https://linktr.ee/johnhoranpoetry