What's left

I smoked all my memories, now burnt out in ash

I've spent all my dreams purchased with cash

I drank my love wildly from a cheap label

Sleeping off life's banquet under a coffin lid table

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Some choose that way of life. Some people desire the fast lane, with all its risks, others prefer a more sedate and safe journey. A poem which leaves me feeling a sadness for the choice taken in this poem. Powerfully delivered. Always consequences for risk takers. Have a good day Soren.

Chris

[Soren]

Thank you Chris for the review and kind words of comment. Yes an end we all head to some faster than others

[Claude]

This poem is short but powerful, dripping with regret and emptiness. Vivid images—smoked memories, bought dreams, cheap love—capture self-destruction and lost hope. The punchy rhythm makes each line hit hard. It’s raw, confessional, and haunting, leaving the reader with a lingering sense of sorrow and the weight of wasted life.

[Soren]

Thanks so much for the review and understanding words of interpretation. We all live life for different reasons there are those that live to gain fame and power then there are others that live it for the pleasure and the moment.