Hidden under covers
Turning days into nights
Time passing slowly
Life stands still
Tremble and shake
Every tear that falls
Troubled thoughts
Unanswered questions
No explanation
Pushed into yesterday
Gone as today
Words spoken
Truth never told
Haunting dreams
Plaques the mind
Lost forever
Finding pieces
Broken everywhere
Sorrow taunting
Body aches
Choke on words
Never spoken
Screaming inside
No one to hear
Alone in the dark
Lost somewhere
Solitude
Clock ticking
Silence piercing
No escaping
Taking memories
Holding onto nothing
No looking back
Turn around
Walk away
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These lines are written so well.
Jus' beautiful indeed.
This is exceptionally well conceived.
"Clock ticking
Silence piercing
No escaping
Taking memories
Holding onto nothing"
peece,
dj
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Very moving, very moving indeed
hope the writer feels better
Monte
Broken everywhere
Sorrow taunting
Body aches
Choke on words
Never spoken
You really hit this...cuts right to the bone....
Keep up the great work.
Rated & Cheers!
PatriciaK- I have always written poetry I think I started in high school, not taught just creative. It is that artist creative mind of mine. Thank you
Robin-That part does cut to the bone. There are always so many words never spoken that we always wished we had. Thank you very much
Harry-Thank you
Tai- I have always loved writing poetry I find peace in it. Thank you very much
Texas Bubba-So many emotions and so little time-I think it took less than five minutes to write this poem. It was all my emotions that I was feeling, I just started writing them down. I am focusing on the positive ones, trying too. Thank you
Annette2009-Yeah straight from the heart and not holding anything back. Glad you found it powerful. Thank you very much.
Though "heartfult" could be a conjoining of heartful and heartfelt, ay?
heart-full?
It's monday, so I'm inartful.
(inartfult!)
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Nature stimulates. I'll now go hoe. I'm becoming a token bog farmer.
The follow the Feed reminds me of a 'epic' in daily loco-commotion, and wonderful animation motion. That's to say:`Great stimulations.
Beautiful.
Ay, to behold.
Truth is a ode.
Beauty is truth.
Very well done poem. I think this touches all of where we live.
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Arthur- Beauty is truth indeed. Thank you very much for your wonderful comment.
Tai-I know you would rather see that, soon.. I will be okay I will get there. Thank you very much for your kind comment and your concern.
JohnWalker-Glad you found the poem powerful and beautiful. Yes breaking hearts are harder than getting your heart broken sometimes. I think you are right it does touch all where we live, many have stated that in their comments in many different words.
Thank you very much
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Make the world come back in a brand new way; on your terms.
Live well, treat yourself like a guest, put out the best towels, wear a dress you were saving for a special occasion or one that has been forgotten in the extra closet, paint your toe nails red, use a great smelling new shampoo, buy yourself flowers, take a walk somewhere new, plan a grand adventure, even if it's right in your own back yard.
Your poem is beautiful and haunting.
Never spoken
Screaming inside
No one to hear"
These ten words spoke volumes to me.
Remember! It is better to be alone than lonely. I know. I have been there and done that.
Thanks for the "blog-date" ; )
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Dustbowldiva- I know the peaceful and tranquility side of solitude also, enjoy it when I am being creative and inspired. Then there is the solitude of loneliness and despair that so many of us have lived through and that is the solitude I have described here. Peace back to you. Thank you very much.