Lost and Barren
A Lyrette
Find me
At the heart
Of fogs and mists
Where cruel silence creeps
In its cradle
I lay my
Lost soul
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Within
The borders
Of verdant greens
And heedless forests
Old mem’ries reel
Leaving me
Barren
© 2016 Maria. All Rights Reserved.
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June 7, 2016 at 1:57 pm
oh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. oh my.
this is beautiful, but so sad.
I hope the mind and the heart that was left, will soon learn how to un-remember.
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June 7, 2016 at 3:53 pm
Thank you, Rosema! Your sad poems really are contagious. *winks*
I hope she does, too… Or better yet, I hope somebody finds her amidst it all. 🙂 ❤
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June 7, 2016 at 4:06 pm
Yeah, I believe a rescue is coming.
P.S.
I made a poem out of this too after I read your post. 😀 😉
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June 7, 2016 at 4:11 pm
Wow! Really? Took quick! Witty you, dear. Lemme, lemme read… 😀 ❤
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June 7, 2016 at 4:18 pm
oh it’s scheduled tomorrow. 😀 😀 😀
i’m stacking poems here because i am not sure when will i be busy. 😉
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June 7, 2016 at 4:25 pm
YAY! Girl scout— laging handa! 😀
Looking forward for tomorrow then.. ^^
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June 7, 2016 at 4:41 pm
Yeah! Girl scout pa din! HAHA. A gentle note, it’s sad.
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June 7, 2016 at 5:04 pm
Okay lang yan! 😀 We need those too.
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June 7, 2016 at 5:07 pm
that’s true! 🙂
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June 7, 2016 at 5:17 pm
🙂 🙂 🙂
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June 7, 2016 at 2:50 pm
I love the change in colour, from the grey of fogs and mists to the green of verdant forests, tinged by the lost soul and barrenness of the last line of each stanza. Your poem left me with a chill.
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June 8, 2016 at 4:02 pm
Oh, your comment just made me smile. So glad to hear this appealed to you, Kim. And I love how you connected the lines. Thank you! “:)
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June 7, 2016 at 5:32 pm
Aww, another sad one 😦 I hope someone comes and rescues her soon.
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June 7, 2016 at 6:47 pm
Let’s hope for that… Or she could save herself (if she choose to). 😉
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June 7, 2016 at 6:39 pm
Like Kim, the change from grey to green, lends a measure of hope to a sad poem. Well written to the picture.
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June 8, 2016 at 6:44 pm
Thank you, Debi! 🙂
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June 7, 2016 at 11:26 pm
Bittersweet beautiful poem!
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June 8, 2016 at 6:45 pm
Thanks, PJ! 🙂 🙂
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June 8, 2016 at 1:10 pm
Hi Maria I thought this was an excellent response to the image, beautifully done.
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June 8, 2016 at 6:48 pm
That’s a very sweet compliment, Michael. Thank you very much. 🙂
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June 8, 2016 at 6:50 pm
My pleasure Maria.
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June 9, 2016 at 3:56 am
The words “cruel silence” and “barren” stood out for me. This speaker sounds hopeless.
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June 10, 2016 at 9:52 am
She is.. Sometimes, a cruel silence could hurt a thousand times than some cruel words. Thanks, Mandi!
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June 10, 2016 at 5:56 pm
Your poem reminded me of dark night of the soul. I do hope that the barren, at the end, become full with healing light!
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June 11, 2016 at 2:32 am
Oooh!!! What a beauty this is!!
Amazing one girl! 😀 ❤
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June 13, 2016 at 7:44 pm
Awwee~ Thank you, Srivi! ❤
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June 13, 2016 at 11:00 pm
Sad but beautifully written. The shape of the stanzas was a great touch and adds an aesthetic appeal to the poem. 🙂
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June 14, 2016 at 9:24 pm
Awee thanks for the heart warming words, Jade. As always 💕😘
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