Real Life


What is your part in this life?
The role you’re pretending to play!
Before you realize that, out of sight, you’re a memory.
that begins to fade.
Life is all but a twinkle of
An eye like love, hate, joy, and pain.
Seems like we’re tied to time,
even memories replay and change.
That’s when the crashing tides remind me,
nothing stays the same.
Where we pick our favorite moment
as they sway life’s memory game.
Learn to love who loves you,
not the ones who you persuade.
Realize everyone ain’t loyal and life is (Real), future elates.
I can’t even believe, close my eyes and dream.


  1. Cadence on December 18, 2023 at 12:37 PM

    This poem truly speaks to the state of our world today, particularly the transient nature of life, the fleeting moments that shape our experiences. The imagery of memories replaying and changing, the reminder that nothing stays the same, resonates deeply. It’s a poignant reflection on love, loyalty, and the reality of life. The verses encourage a thoughtful consideration of our connections and choices. It’s incredibly thought-provoking!

  2. Kennedy Critz on February 23, 2024 at 1:33 PM

    I thoroughly enjoyed reading this poem. It truly does seem like we’re tied to time. Nothing stays the same, the world is always changing. History may repeat itself, but there is always a new surprise.

  3. JoAnne Growney on March 4, 2024 at 6:32 PM

    This poem has moved me to think a lot about the role I play. I had a very wise grandmother who used to comment when I said I felt like I was pretending . . . she said that all life feels like pretending until you get used to it and eventually it becomes real. THANK YOU for these moving and thoughtful words.

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