The Loss of an Imaginary Friend, a poem


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She often took to

speaking to her imaginary friend

when times got tough

hiding between the cornstalks

in a nearby field

hearing her parents call her name

but she was too afraid

to come to them

and too afraid

to run away.

It was where she sought

comfort most

beside her friend –

speaking beneath her breath

while her parents berated her

whispering dreams and wishes

to the friend that never

showed her face –

it was only there

that she was understood

and in some small way…


Tears she was afraid to cry

out in the open

became torents

at her friends behest,

for she taught her

not to be afraid –

but to openly feel.

And when times were difficult

her friend demanded

she never forget to dream

to get away from here,

if only for a little while

to imagine some other place

better than this.

So each day, she cried

and she dreamed a little more

and not long after,

she was grown and

ready to walk away.

Leaving home

was the hardest task

filled with conflicting emotions

it was not that she was sad

to leave the pain behind

to lose the love she never felt

but being grown,

she had outgrown

her need for her

imaginary friend

but she took along with her –

all of those lessons.


© Sumyanna 2017


Written for The Daily Post Prompt: imaginary

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14 Comments Add yours

  1. Beautiful, personally I never had a secret friend, somehow I feel I missed out 🌹

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      I’ve never had one, but I guess you could say that in some ways writing has always been my secret friend. My children for a short period had an invisible friend… or in other words, an excuse when they got in trouble. I didn’t do it, my invisible friend did!

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      1. Haha very clever children 👶

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        1. Sumyanna says:

          Well, it worked much better than my first child. She would always blame her father, even if he was away at work. 🙂

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          1. She is obviously a very bright girl 😉

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          2. Sumyanna says:

            She is something for sure 🙂 Thinking of their antics just makes me smile.

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  2. Delightful poem, Sumyanna. The loss of any friend, even an imaginary one, is hard.

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Yes, it definitely is. Thank you!

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  3. Beautiful. Keep up the good work.

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you very much!

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  4. zeckrombryan says:

    Wow… wonderful… every line of your poetry is so meaningful and filled with your intrinsic feelings. The nostalgic mementos in your writings are perfectly crafted to send the readers into a sea of reminiscence. Hope to see more from you. Have hope, write on!

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    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you very much. I do hope to write more! It would drive me crazy not to 🙂

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      1. zeckrombryan says:

        You are welcome 🙂
        Have hope!

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