| Open Poetry #48 |
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in sadness ... |
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chickoo007 Member
since 2007-11-06
Posts 70India
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I see myself sad and alone. Lost the only way back home. Searching through my memories, So vulnerable , so error prone. I catch a tear rolling down my eye. The more I think , the more I cry. On a ship stuck in the sands of time, Each wave of hope is just a lie. An empty life in dreams abounds... Yearning to hear a concerned sound, A man bereft of company, I lost it all that I had found ... |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Sorry to hear the sadness in this poem, but I remember when sadness was in my poetry too. Now I write of love, for love has finally found me. It is never too late, I should know, I am seventy-three next month. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
oh my... I could have written this tonight. You have written my thoughts.. with eloquence I might add |
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