Never go Back; My Response to a Writing Challenge By Bill Holland AKA Billybuc: The Door to Nowhere

This poem was written in response to a writing challenge by Bill Holland, a.k.a., Billybuc, a published author and inspirational motivator on Hubpages. Bill's quest is to help fledgling writers learn to spread their wings and fly.

Although I've taken part in several HP challenges in the past, initially, I decided to pass on this one, but having read some of the exceptional work already submitted, I decided to give it a go.

The rules for this challenge as set by Bill are quite simple:

• Use the visual photo prompt provided, a picture depicting the Door to Nowhere.
• The challenge should begin with the sentence. " Was it really only yesterday."

For this challenge, I decided to write a poem.

This poem is about good love gone bad. Childhood sweethearts promises to love forever. He cheated, she left the neighbourhood, but returned many years later.

In the Autumn of her life, the fire still burns, she never found that special love again. Hoping to find closure, she returns to the place beneath the balcony where she witnessed her lover's indiscretion, and ran away so many years ago. However, the years were not kind to her faithless lover.

Will she show pity and stay, or will she fly away? I must add, this is pure fiction. I hope you enjoy the poem, your comments are always important to me, and will be much appreciated.

Was it really only yesterday

We stole each moment and seized the day

You were the sun, the moon and the stars

Jupiter, Mars, the heavens were ours

'Twas forever love, I pledged to you

Midst kisses sweeter than honeydew

You said you would be forever true

Love is the light that always shines through

I was much too young to comprehend

Just how swiftly forever would end.

They said that pain would abate in time

But long I have waited, beyond my prime

Gone are the glory crown time embossed

Now silvery grey touched by winter frost

But deep in the soul, a fire rage

It may flicker, but never die with age

How fast those truant years have flown

Still, no other love my soul have known

Since the day you claimed it for your own

Here, in this place where your shame was sown

I saw you kissed her sweet ruby lips

Stroked them softly, with your fingertips

Fledgeling heart that never learnt to fly

Lay broken beneath a balcony high

She left you a sad and lonely man

Still, in the place where it all began

Where vile agent of corruption rules

The ghosts of those, lust played for fools.

As the ember fades in yonder sky

She turned to bid misery goodbye

A ragged spectre whom she once held dear

Stepped through the strange door that leads nowhere