Solace

Friday night
Four friends on a beach
Sitting, talking
Dreams out of reach
Facing life’s problems
In their own separate way
Wishing to run
Having to stay
One spent the night
A drink in hand
Fighting to forget
What fate had planned
One is laughing
No serious words
Always escaping
Portraying the absurd
One a flirt
No commitment in mind
Afraid of love
In a world unkind
Finally one
A romantic at heart
Though fate has torn
The romance apart
All thrown together
By a toss of the dice
Seeking solace
Each other’s advice
Though the words are confused
Thoughts lie unspoken
Not enough time
The mood is broken

Off in the distance
The rising moon
The drinks are gone
The mood is blue

Four friends on the beach
Brush off the sand
Rise to leave
Offer a hand
A smile here, a whisper there
Nothing transpired
Though they learned to care
It’s easier to talk
Of trivial things
When the mind is full
…..of pain