Peril of Promises

Poem by: Michael Cleary

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I have broken a few in my time

some were the ramblings of a fool

made in a moment of impulse

forgotten as soon as they left my lips

Many were made with the best intent

meant word for word when uttered

my heart and soul were sincere

but life had other plans.

Should I cry at night over promises

if I tried but came up short?

I gave it my all does that matter?

Does that show that I cared?

I have learned the peril of promises

both made and those received

people change and so does the world

can anyone be truly accountable?

Submitted: February 09, 2025

Poetry reflection life thought

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KateWrites

Welcome back, Mr Cleary. It's great to read you once more. A reflective poem, which interestingly twists from the first person introspection and seems to question the accountability, not just of the individual but of the wider world/population and how our interactions impact upon one another.

Sun, February 9th, 2025 7:46pm

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I appreciate you taking the time to comment. I have taken a long hiatus from writing anything and I can tell that there's plenty of rust to shake off. Your comments are as always eloquent and helpful.

Mon, February 10th, 2025 5:06am