Images flit past like passengers on a train -
Laughter and memories are shared again.
Staring at them through this frosted glass
of seperation and dispair, nothing to show.
Ghosts of a better time, of something missed.
Unfairness of life, a heartwrenching twist.
They have it all. They have the pictures -
while I was cast miles away for two decades.
Father and son playing ever so gently;
daughter staring at camera so intently.
Empty handed of good times I stand,
pain disguised, hiding behind false smiles.
No innocent pictures of my youth exist.
Perhaps sweet ignorance truly is bliss.
A smile was a foreign thing to me then -
struggle and fighting, again and again.
It comes to me as another stab in the heart -
forever will I stand outside, far apart.
Never before had I tasted fate's bitter caress,
than that night I looked at my new family's pictures.
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Written November 5th, 2005
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Emmotional poem...It paints a spit and span picture that is crystal clear to me. Thanks for sharing this poem with the AP Family...Keep writing...Shalom
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This is a heartbreaking poem
This poem has a fluid flow to it and the rhyme scheme enhances the read, being natural and unforced.
You have painted a sad picture of this life. I must say that the first line is my most favourite but this entire poem speaks to me of the unhappiness that is being carried from childhood.
A truly stunning write and heartbreaking poem.
Rosemary
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How vicious can doust be humanity?
Wow, thatwas amazing, I loved it, it is quite tragic when you realize that your youth is over, and your world has changed, also that what they say is very true "igonorence is bliss." Though I will say that this one I througholy enjoyed, cudos. Take care you, and keep up the good work. Good luck in the contest! -
Oh wow...what a wonderful write. With such lovely images. I enjoyd it. Especially from a fellow South African...nice to meet ya man! Praat later
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Beautifully written page,and I can totally relate to your feelings.I have lived for 60 years reflecting on my childhood
wanting to know the answer to, WHY. I'm not going to let it hurt me anymore.I'm sure you cried writing this poem, as do the readers of it.Please dont carry your experiences through life with you, as I did.Dont let the momories of your past get
to the forefront of your mind.Take care my friend,Moon Shadow
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Your opening lines itself captivate the reader ,'Images flit past like passengers on a train -Laughter and memories are shared again.'-after reading these theres no going elsewhere before reading on
-I have loved your choice of words -they have beenweaved very well-'Ghosts of a better time, of something missed.'-'while I was cast miles away for two decades.'-'Father and son playing ever so gently;daughter staring at camera so intently.'-your words have paint such vivid pictures-'A smile was a foreign thing to me then -
struggle and fighting, again and again.'-totally heartwrenching
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love is like dead
awww i can't say i didn't cry because i did and i love it -
again this is a greta story and i loved it full of emotions and has a great way of making people think keep it up!! i forgot to applaude it
love ya
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this is reallly good and i reallly enjoyed reading it you are a great writer and this is a great poem loved it keep it up!!!
love ya
~*becca*~ -
AWWWWWWWWWWWW, this made me cry. This is really wonderful to be honest. I feel so sad for you my dear friend. I can only imagine how you must have felt, and I so wish I could turn those times around for you. But...now you are part of the family, and truely we'll share in the memories to come, for they will be great.
Keep well My dear friend
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This lovely poem so filled with sadness and a good deal of anger, had me weeping tears from the very first word to the last. It made me realise that despite the adversities of the last couple of years I still have much to be grateful for - my memories can never be taken from me. I understand only too well what you are telling here, and I feel deeply for you.
My friend, I know we can never replace what you never had, but now we are indeed a 'new family' and we are well on the road to very quickly filling up a brand new album with exciting memories. I pray that in years to come, we will have times of sitting around a box of old photos and reminiscing about times gone by, with both laughter and tears.
Keep well, dear friend.
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