Gone! All I think is gone.
Another stumble I take.
Plans I make, this darkness I will never awake.
A lonely hope I had, the only hope I know.
To give is to lose, this I have learned.
Closed are my boundaries. No Entrance allowed.
Alone I travel through this thing called life.
My self serving Hell I will abide concerning myself least with those who come in the passing
Gone!! Gone is all!!!
Alone I await my next stumble.
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Author:
J.H.Byron-Nuel (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I could tell you this poem was written on the eve of a woman of my dreams told me she wanted to be with me. Or I could tell you I wrote this on the Eve of my dog, my little Duncan left this world. Both would be true. I would rather the reader chose what it means to themselves.
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Comments1
Doh! In a Christmas news letter I remembered all our pets, but forgot a niece and her husband! Well, we don't see them much. lol.
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