There is a street in every town that owns a house
called lonely. Then when your just passing by you might
just say, 'if only.
If only could mean a life time of thoughts but it does'nt cure
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You paint a lovely picture of this place we all have seen, this lonely place thank you.
Thanks, Sylvie, for directing me to this poem. Seems some of your readers know a house which fits this description. I know one or two as well. Your poem, the first in the trilogy, describes a sad and lonely old house, and it's given me the appetite to read the other two now...... Love, Fran xxx
This is a lovely theme for a poem and you have tackled it very well. I like your use of the words 'if only'. How many times have we all walked by a house with great potential - often overgrown like 'The Secret Garden' - but neglected and unloved and unpainted and used those words. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxx
Your insight is amazing. Well done. It was like the house next to the lonely house was describing the emptiness.
It's sad whatever you touched at last there were lot of houses but only one home a soul imprisoned in the life-jail once and the jailbird say good-bye in this sojourn dance? your lonely house described the truth of loneliness.
Truly - a very haunting narration. But, it is very well written by you. You have done full justice to the theme of the poem....
Haunting and sad story beautifully told. Like the flow of it. Patrick
Ah yes, I once new of such a house, my brothers used to play in it when we were young such charactor, Brings back such happy memories of days gone by So sad that, that house, and so many others have had to disappear making way for the so-called developement Thankyou for expressing this Love duncan X
A fine word painting of a house that has seen better days. Very nostalgic and touching.. Beautiful work.Sylvia. Love, Sandra
I wrote one once called 'The House By the Side Of the Road, ' and it was about my great-grandfather's home, abandoned and falling down. Houses can be very sad at being empty, and I'll bet when it is dark, and no one can see, they cry.
Sylvia, it is a shame to see lonely houses such as those you've brilliantly described, but so many do exist. A supurb poem that makes you wonder why? Great write! ! Brian
A wonderful portrait of a lonely house... appreciated