Veni, vidi, vici—
I came, I saw, I conquered
But the high only lasted so long
*
I soon looked down
From the mountaintop and yearned
For the company that I had left behind
*
They say it’s awful lonely
At the top, a sad reality for those
Who have mastered the summit of life
*
But what is a victory
When celebrated alone
With no one else to witness it?
*
So I descended
The mountaintop and rejoined
The masses far below
*
Veni, vidi, vici—
I came, I saw, I conquered
And returned to the place that I called home
Where I may toil harder
But at least
I’m not alone
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (4)
I love this idea that you explored. Everyone is so keen to reach that mountain peak that they forget what's really important. This poem warmed my heart ❤️
I would love to go up with everyone so we can all celebrate together at the top! Loved your poem!
There's no place like home....you did a beautiful job on this poem! Bravo
Better to have gone up there, and come back, though, right?