I have always known you have a great talent for writing what you feel and this proves it. It was a wonderful poem. Once again I give you a standing ovation *stands, claps, "Bravo"*. When did the dark nights begin. When did life turn so gloomy and when did the sun stop shining. I am right here sitting beside you and yet I feel miles away. I don't know where I belong anymore and to be honest I don't think I ever belonged anywhere. The truth is I am a lost soul. Even when I am surrounded I feel alone. I try to smile, laugh and live and in the end I feel drained. I don't know if I may be wrong to take an assumption as to who you may be talking to and I don't know if you also feel betrayed not only because of the frienship. Maybe there was something more but anyhow all that I can say is that no matter what we all knew this would come. I just never expected the end to be so abruptly. Its so weird. When I am with you guys nothing matters and I forget everything. But when I am alone I am forced to think about all of us and the sudden turn our journey has taken. I am not sure what to do anymore. I don't know if it is right to say this but I feel as I am being weighed down and all I want to do is let go. Yet I know I shouldn't, I know I have to still hold on. Right now I do feel like giving up but something stronger than me forces me to stay and fight. I am no warrior but my heart is strong so no matter what I will stay and fight. Just like you say look around you and you will find many hands. Well same to you. No matter what all we can do is fight. When you encounter something that appears scary just remember what Thumper said "all you have to do is be scarier than what is scaring you". So remember Grr! to anything that comes your way. Also when things are hard don't stumble or far just remember that things happen and wave them off with fiddle-dee-dee. Think about it another day with a clear state of mind.
I really enjoyed your poem. It was really one of your best pieces of work. Truly the language of your heart.
This is really and truly beautiful... the whole concept of it. By the end I was as relaxed and as in awe as I would be watching a beautiful calm rolling river. I commend your artistic talent although I don't quite comprehend your choice of phase breaks (the stanza seperations). I don't quite see the relationship of the poem and the title quite yet... give me a sec...*scratches scalp* *sighs* .. NONETHELESS! If this is an actual experience of yours I say " 'Tis better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all"
Wow, you expessed your emotion perfectly. While I was reading I felt the loss and emptiness. I also enjoyed the detail and defintely applaud your talent. But I do agree with ~Do that the name leaves something to be answered. Keep them coming I look forward to your next peice...
to be honest right now i am completely impatient. restless...i took a look at this poem...(the title of it caught my eye) i took a look at this. i saw the length of it. now i am not usually one to look at the length of something and decide not to read it but when i saw how long (and its not really all that long) but when i saw how long it was. i didnt want to read it. but i read the first few lines. then i read the next few lines. and then i read the next few stanzas. and i found myself continuing to read. which is absolutely wonderful. as a writer that is one of the main goals. to first off grab the attention of the reader which you did with your title (for me at least) then you want to reel them in (pretending we as readers are fish...lol) until they just cant fight it anymore and give in and read the whole piece. and not only read the whole piece but get involved in it. yea...you've done a great job with that and i am the prime example.
definitely a BEAUTIFUL write if i do say so myself.
i just might have to add this one to my favorites..
I LOVE THE LAST 2 LINES! I'M TAKING THAT! lol. I felt the poem in the beginning and was meditating on the words you wrote. I kind of got off track towards the middle but I quickly got back into it. A poem this good can not be neglected. Excellent job Andrea!