Displaced Comments
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I was displaced
I never saw it coming
There were no storm clouds on the horizon
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The more effected exile is the exile of soul, as the poet here cried and screamed when she realized her real and true orbit is some where else, she needs as a brilliant poet to settle in her peaceful environment, and this important discovery of relationship with place tell us how original and genuine she is, really this poem is poignant and superb...10++and onto my fav list differently Congratulations you are so good
. I do not belong here, I cried I was made for a different place This place is not my pace This place is not my home.
Frank, Thank you for commenting and when Poem Hunter ever fixes all things broken on their site maybe we can post replies in the correct places and vote and place poems and poets on our fav lists.
displaced in your friends' hearts nor in their fav poet lists
Thank you for commenting and when Poem Hunter ever fixes all things broken on their site maybe we can post replies in the correct places and vote and place poems and poets on our fav lists.
I want to be back in yesterday I want to be back home They speak a different language here And my soul is longing for its home........touching and impressive expression with nice theme. A beautiful poem nicely executed. This is my pleasure reading time and again.
Susan, this just may be your best poem in a brilliant body of work. You have captured a universal feeling so brilliantly. The title is just perfect...displaced. It suggests that one does not have to travel a great distance to feel 'a long way from home.' The slightest turn, or an imperceptible shift, may produce the result. In fact, standing still while all changes around you can result in displacement. A great work...A perfect 10.
Mj! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Thank you thank you thank you! ! ! You always dig into other people's poems and see what makes them tick and point out what you have felt about the piece. I always
I always learn from your comments. Thanks you for the encouragement and thank you for the 10's
Ever such a sad melody, that's felt so deep! .. Beautifully expressed! .. Beautifully sung! ... Thank you ever so much for sharing this! .. Ever so many 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++
Thank you, my dear friend for the rain of 10's! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Out of the blue surprises can knock you for six. Despair and Isolation lingers in these words while grief and homesickness cuts deeper into the soul. Always worse when a long way from home away from loved ones.
Thank you, my dear friend. Thissite is flipping me to other poems. I will go read your poems instead
I want to be back in yesterday I want to be back home They speak a different language here And my soul is longing for its home. - - - - - -When the present is oppressing we yearn to go back to yeasterdays when there was happiness.But wre have to be in the present.A wonderful poem, Susan.It touches my heart. Hope, by now every thing is O.K. with you.
Thank you, my dear friend. The site is flipping me to other poems. I will go read your poems instead
Wonderful poem Susan. It is comforting to go back into yesterday but present calls us back with all its might and demands. Reading comments I learned about your eye problem. Hope your eyes are well now.
Thank you, my dear friend. The site is flipping me to other poems. I will go read your poems instead
Thank you, my dear friend. Appointment on step one og getting eye taken care of is the last week of the month then they''ll set up appointment for or procedure.
There is memory that is calling. So I want to get back yesterday. Morning sky is warming soul. Light has brought joy and hope. An interesting poem is very beautifully penned...10
Part 1. Kumarmsni...I have tried several times to write replies to all of your wonderful comments but I can only type a few words before the site goes flipping to another poem and then I have to find this poem all over again.
Part 2. Kumarmani...So I am forced to write a comment off site and paste it here on this poem which I will probably have to track down with my marvelous tracking abilities and steadfast determination not to be bested by PH or computer problems.
Part 3. Thank you for the 10! ! ! ! And thank you for reading this poem and commenting on it. You may have noticed it is rather old- I am trying to save my eyesight by using some poetry oldies but hopefully goodies while waiting for appointment with eye laser doc.
Hi Susan, Blood oozes from the wounded hearts..Eyes have forgotten to cry...or, is it that tears went dry? Parched eye lids and bleeding hearts are the characteristics of the displaced..caused by those wield physical power. India in 1947, Jews until Israel was founded....Or by the fury of nature like Kerala last month or Indonesia today... wonderful poem.
Part 1. Unnikrishnan...I have tried several times to write replies to all of your wonderful comments but I can only type a few words before the site goes flipping to another poem and then I have to find this poem all over again.
Part 2. Unnikrishnan..My friend...So I am forced to write a comment off site and paste it here on this poem which I will probably have to track down with my marvelous tracking abilities and steadfast determination not to be bested by PH or computer problems.
Part 3. My dear Unnikrishnan... Thank you for reading this poem and commenting on it. You may have noticed it is rather old- I am trying to save my eyesight by using some poetry oldies but hopefully goodies while waiting for appointment with eye laser doc.
The raw pain of David is seeping from the page, the awfulness is beyond his comprehension, his heart wants yesterdays to embrace him tightly something to hold onto, but the day brings the dawn of savage circumstances! A great and heart-wrenching poem!
Part 1. Hazel...I have tried several times to write replies to all of your wonderful comments but I can only type a few words before the site goes flipping to another poem and then I have to find this poem all over again.
Part 2. Hazel, My friend...So I am forced to write a comment off site and paste it here on this poem which I will probably have to track down with my marvelous tracking abilities and steadfast determination not to be bested by PH or computer problems.
Part 3. Hazel..Thank you for reading this poem and commenting on it. You may have noticed it is rather old- I am trying to save my eyesight by using some poetry oldies but hopefully goodies while waiting for appointment with eye laser doc.
This is a poem on despair, regret and soul. A soul displaced suddenly without coming shortfall. The soul found himself in Mahanaim. The soul was Poetess Susan herself. It is so meaningful philosophical poem. Beautifully penned. I appreciate this poem. Full vote.
Part 1. Kumarmani...I have tried several times to write replies to all of your wonderful comments but I can only type a few words before the site goes flipping to another poem and then I have to find this poem all over again.
Part 2. My friend...So I am forced to write a comment off site and paste it here on this poem which I will probably have to track down with my marvelous tracking abilities and steadfast determination not to be bested by PH or computer problems.
Part 3. Kumarmani...Thank you for reading this poem and commenting on it. You may have noticed it is rather old- I am trying to save my eyesight by using some poetry oldies but hopefully goodies while waiting for appointment with eye laser doc.
You have understood this poem beautifully, my friend. You usually do! ! ! Thank you! ! ! !
A soul that searches shall in the end arrive home. Home is where the heart is...inside of us...the rest is foreign land. And when our joy comes from what we have within our hearts (for me Christ) we cannot be derailed from the path leading home. This is a beautiful poem on life's journey. Thank you poetess Susan. This led me to introspect.10+++++++
Yes! ! ! ! You nailed it! ! ! Sometimes we are painfully aware of how this is not our home, that we don't belong here. Thank you for reading this with your heart and soul, Haidee, and spending time contemplating it. And thank you for those sparkling 10's! ! !
Susan, such a well crafted write.................................
Thank you for reading and writing such a complimentary response to it
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Soran, you always make me feel good about my poetry ans I thank you for that so very much plus you show me what lines affect you the most which is illuminating for me. Thank you for faving this and for the 10! ! ! ! !