The Lost Poet

A Man Or A Woman Stands Alone

Listening to the evils of society

How bad people are

The tragedies that make our heart ache

As our stomach curls

We hold back the tears

All that is left is fear

No different than a burnt dinner dried up and chard

Think again

All the good times and the great moments

With love laughter, family and friends by our side

Enjoying the thrills of sweet happiness

Who we are and who we are meant to be

All the meals we have eaten

That were delicious and mouthwatering

Begging for one little bite

Alot like life

Take the bad with the good

Make the best we can

With love from everyone






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Michael-Milec 7 months ago

Thanks for reflection of enthusiastic, and passionate heart of a poet living and loving them all...


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DREAM ON 7 months ago Author

Michael-Milec We have to understand the world that we live in before we can change things for the better. There are lessons to experience and patience to be learned. Thank you for reading and commenting.


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Vandana Patel 7 months ago from India

Dream On, I loved this poem. Great work.


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grand old lady 7 months ago from Philippines

This is like a psalm. It starts out really sad, then leads you to a happier ending. The difference is in our toughts and it's a choice we have to make. Lovely poem.


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DREAM ON 7 months ago Author

Vandana Patel I try looking at my day and see what is different and what is routine. Then I try to break it down to the basic elements that we all have experienced in our life. Hoping we can connect in a deeper level and with that bring joy out of sadness. Laughter out of pain. Erasing hate by filling our lives with love. Thank you for reading and sharing. May your night be a wonderful way to recap all the good in your day.


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DREAM ON 7 months ago Author

grand old lady Thank you for such a beautiful complement. Each time I write I throw caution to the wind and hope some of my words might stick like a light snow clinging to everything we see. Even though tomorrow the snow may disappear I know I was there. I am happy to pay a visit and more than happy to come back again. Have a wonderful night.


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Vandana Patel 7 months ago from India

Dream On, find time to go through my poem "Then I Write............. ".


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shanmarie 7 months ago from Texas

Great message in this one! Take all the good along with the bad and let it edify you as best it can.


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DREAM ON 7 months ago Author

Vandana Patel I love poets because they put their heart and soul for all to see. Thank you for finding me and we all can learn so much from each other. Have a good night.


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DREAM ON 7 months ago Author

shanmarie Life comes in spurts. Not evenly laid out or planned in any way. We have to be able to flow with change. Enjoying the good and riding out the bad till more good comes along. Staying positive and always searching for the good helps. Thank you for reading.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 7 months ago from Riga, Latvia

An awesome poem here. Yes, so very true we must do the best we can. I have lots to reflect upon this last day on February because tomorrow rides in March along with my birthday and a change of number once again.


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DREAM ON 7 months ago Author

Gypsy Rose Lee Happy Birthday and may your day be spectacular. There is so much to see and do bringing out all the fun. Thanks so much for reading and caring.

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