In The Dark Without a Flashlight
In the dark without a flashlight,
I'm at a loss, so please do tell.
However did it happen
that I wandered into hell?
It wasn't hell to start with
or if it was, I didn't see...
This is most confusing.
If you can, enlighten me.
It all began with sparkles
that resided in your eyes
and flirty little teasings
hidden in you cute replies.
The unexpected linger
of your eyes upon my lips,
your secret little messages
disguised by funny quips.
What started out as magic
faded into dark despair.
I am still quite baffled
how our journey led us there?
In the dark without a flashlight.
I still wonder, please do tell...
How did heaven's gate become
the pathway into hell?
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Comments
....well I love being in the dark with your writing - it takes me to places full of intrigue and literary surprises .......
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coming from a master of intrigue and literary surprise...that is a dazzling compliment!
At age 65, I am working over time to avoid being in the dark without a flashlight or I am learning how to be there and to just let go.
Thanks for sharing what I am assuming is a personal painful experience, an alive poem.
Vern
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Vern, I wish you luck...wouldn't wish the experience behind this poem on an enemy, much less a fellow hubber! Your response reassurred me that I managed to convey what I was trying to with this poem. I thank you for that. Take care!
Hi, I could tell it was a shock and personal, great way of expressing it, it said it all, another amazing poem, cheers nell
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Awww Nell Rose, thanks so much...this one still smarts a bit, I'm afraid...but less today than yesterday. Thanks for great feedback!
I hope with each day it does hurt a little less. I love the way it is written and my heart hurts for you.
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Little Kim, that is so sweet! With each day the pain dims and wisdom illuminates the path ahead. This poem was an important part of the healing process. Thanks for your touching comment and compassion!
This poem speaks to all of us who have been in pain and wondered how we got there. Like the frog jumping into a cool and refreshing pot of water, not knowing it is being heated on the stove, and then finding himself wondering as the water starts to boil, "How did I get here?" This poem was very well done.
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Thanks, plaingary, it is perplexing indeed. It helps to know that I am not the only clueless one around! Take care, and watch out for "water pots"!
No_Clue,
You are talented. Sorry it took me so long to read any of your work.
I smiled as I read this poem.
Take Care,
N.E.
Well done!
I'm impressed.
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N.E. Wright, Thank you for the read and comment! I so appreciate it!
WillStarr, thank you, Kind Sir!
I get a strong feeling that your relationship dissolved though your preference would have been to continue pressing on. After all, if it was a mutual decision to part, there would be disappointment in that it didn't work out but you wouldn't necessarily feel that you were in hell - wondering what step to take next.
I hope tomorrow allows you to find an even greater measure of peace. As for your writing, continue to use it as a healing process; it certainly does work wonders.
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Norma, you are correct. I would have pressed on but it all dissolved before I knew what hit me...and I am so very grateful for the writing process and the healing and enlightenment it brings! Thank you!
It never seize to amaze me how quick the changes happen, one moment everything sparkling rainbows and butterflies and in a blink of an eye it's a complete darkness strangling and suffocating you without any indication for a way out... At least in the cinema it glows green in the dark. In real life you have to go by touch. The most important thing is to never give up, right? Only straight forward.
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BeyondMax, This is also a true write, one of those "toxic romances"...started out blissfully, darn near killed me...it has taken a long time to heal but moving on, yes, moving on... giving up is not in my Clueless nature! Thank you, my friend!
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