Ex’s

Published @ 8/6/2012


Ex's

There is nothing much to say about ex's,
However,
Words can never truly describe.

Ex job,
Ex friends,
Ex wife,
Ex car,
Ex home or apartment;
Ex points of interests,
Ex resentments,
Faded inhibitions,
Rhetorical renditions of metaphorical transitions.

Dreams and ambitions fade,
So as do the sunset,

And as the rain falls on the earth,
And the soil tends to relatively help germinate,

For a moment may peace of mind find its way in the hearts & minds of the momentarily afflicted.

There is a reason why all things & conditions fade or change.
They are designed that way to help the mind cope with incomparable, incomprehensible singular episodes that plagues the dark recess of all active minds.

For it is the collective intelligence of the duo mindsets of a singular experience that determines any collective furtherance or regression in any spherical reference of cohesion & bliss.

And as some may permeate from ex's to nexus,
Others may accrues as to digress,

But for whatever or however ones true souls are enthralled,

Try having some foresight to cushion the fall.

Ex's are in fact ex's,

As to never trifle, covet & spite,

Extra, exterior window dressings & some momentary random hype,

Because when it always comes to ex's,
You already know,
What you really did not like.

Written by,
Everett C Borders Jr. Ph.D.