So many dreams, so many goals, so much potential.
I was suppose to be great, I was suppose to be a success,
I was suppose to something. I was brought up to be a strong man.
These simple problems was not suppose to phase me.
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Loaded with loss love and swimming in the sea of sadess is this poem that flows from a wounded but strong heart!
How I would love to know if you are back out there reaching your goals and following your dreams. For time can heal. Thank you
A poem in which the poet has put his heart and soul is sure to agitate the reader's mind. So much pain and so much suffering in life can make a man lifeless. The typing mistakes can be understood.
I shared some of my poems years ago in an ER where I worked. Soon a co-worker going through a divorce came asking if I would read the verses he wrote- -the first poetry he'd ever written. Divorce is a death, and a grieved death begs expression. Poetry does the job well; this poem of yours, superbly.
Congratulations on your poem being selected as the 'Poem of The Day from a Member'! Well done! You have narrated the sad story very well through your poem. Divorce, although a legal means of breaking a marriage, has devastating effects and can become a menace for the society.
This is written with powerful imagery, but I would consider it more of light stream of consciousness sort of prose instead of a poem because it doesn't rhyme at all. Then ending is the best because survival is an easy thing to identify with.
One Among Many Who decided, and for what reason only one tile should be a picture tile Bearing the image of a single flower all the others stare barefaced in envy Could it be, that this ceramic square above the sink is a mistake one short of the job perhaps Even the adhesive rejects its presence trying to force it off from behind In the event of it loosing grip and falling dashing its pretty face on the hard cold floor it would finish up as many rough-edged pieces Maybe there is another like it hidden within the row of cubicles along the wall Perhaps the tile does not wish to be different longing only to be without charge But to wish that it is removed is to ask that it be broken
Putting all your eggs in one basket The same old elemental mistake We are much more than love lost in its casket With will power we can turn and our life remake............ Good poem Sir, but I refuse to believe that every thing about us that brings inner happiness can be mortgaged to a another human being. I welcome you to my page too
This pain is like losing a love one that words cannot describe. It really is like death. But most times we look back and see how much stronger we are and what we have learnt from this pain. I feel the agony is this write and I hope you have now moved on and enjoying each day.
so bad that she had managed to retrieve everything from him and this definitely shows how much he 'contributed' to the home, wife, children and household.. My friend VC had authored a book how to survive after divorce and I think that this persona may need one.. Congratulations Craig Miza, Good Imagination..
Such a terrible, terrible thing when you give complete faith and trust, all your love and all your heart to another and they reject you. (((hug))))
I feel this in so many ways. Been there, looking for better places now.
An insightful depiction of loss of love ❤ and fascination in relationships (marriages) , well articulated and nicely penned from the heart with conviction. Thanks for sharing.