The Forgotten Writer
There was a time
when I
was something
that would
catch every eye
with no more
than a glance
the power
to entrance
every reader
or passerby
but somehow time
has a way
of making things
slip into the past
and all I have left
is moments
to reminisce
although my name
has changed
I'm still the same
ecofriend
yet back then
you all loved me
and now
I barely exist
I'll sit here
and write
in hopes that
today
someone
will read this
and have something
to say
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aaaaaaw madam......your poem is so sad.
Im sure there are crowds out there ready waiting for you to blow them away with touching pieces like I just read....never give up your passion as it is obviously lighting strong still .keep posting in to us;]
Smuldering Fire
I feel as if the flame inside me is slowly dwindling, and poems such as your own make mine a bit juvinile. I'm just sad today I suppose. Thank you for commenting.
Great poem, keep writing and
Great poem, keep writing and I'll keep reading!
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this is sad!
i dont know about anyone else but you certainly caught my eye,muah..i know how life can sometimes make you feel trapped and forgotten,but as you can see by the comments here by us,youll always be apreciated...your new Rick
Rick
You are always so gracious in your comments. I could never thank you enough.
To Thine Own Self Be True
Nell,
Over the years many things that were all the rage and the hottest thing going slip into the background to make way for the next big thing, and so and so forth. You have your ideals and you have kept them with you, write on, my friend, write on.
Understandingly,
Pete
Pete~
So i shall. Thank you.
~Nell