I was twenty-seven year’s old
my spark gone
I couldn’t see anything
lost all hope in love
was drowning
in my very own
sin city
I remember the day
and the hour
my alarm clock died willingly
I felt nothing
I didn’t notice
every day was the same
dark
cold
empty
lonely
I pinned myself
to a billboard
on Fremont street
but nobody noticed
a million tiny lights
and I still didn’t shine
someone, once told me
If I wanted to touch the Sun
I’d have to dance naked
on the desert sand
so I did
but still…
I never did touch it.
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Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Reflection
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Hi teddy this is so sad yet beautifully expressed ) it’s very difficult to feel in a place of sadness / depression .. I’ve been there before .. still get sad sometimes .
Beautiful way with words yet so much sadness speaking from them 🌸
This wasn't depression however It is about my first experience of love, and what it did to my self confidence. Thank you my dear rose. ❤️ What doesn't kill us in love makes us
Ok )) I understand now . 🌸
Your welcome
Well actually the reader must find their own interpretation and yes there was many dark moments so you weren't wrong about what you saw but as you can see I was strong enough to ride this terrible road and actually I wrote this just before I married the man of my dreams this poem is one of my most important and also one of my first. Thank you dear rose 🌹❣️
The man of your dreams ) that’s nice , glad you have found someone nice to be with 🙂
All the desperate things we do for love and sometimes with no reciprocity-great read, being showy in Vegas doesn’t receive much notice-everyone and everything is already extra-thanks for sharing your heartfelt words- bravo a una poetessa
Thank you so much dear Parisab, welcome to my page. We all survive love if we are lucky enough ❤️
Good write T.
KP 'kills me off' - I'm utterly out of love! lol.
lol then you will relate to my scribbles, you'd get lost in her chest anyway. ❤️
'Bit dark in here', I would say. A botox mountain! lol.
this is absolutely brill & I aint talkin fish neither .. I seriously mean it ..
I thought I was your Nevada tho ... ❤️
lol soul poets ❤️
who we are and what we overcome
as seeds, to the us blossoming
in the now we cherish sincere
(i can imagine you dancing
in that desert, with just you
and the angels that look over you)
pulse as the drumbeat
to our life's emancipation songs
if we survived, we did enough
onwards
to existence's, blessed
hurdles
(stay strong beautiful!
but no more public peep shows
gotta make em Pay!
google earth a modern menace)
lol
LOL thanks for this amazing review and your wisdom dearest MeK. The most wonderful thing is when I was.28 I changed my life and never looked back ❤️
A wonderful write, Teddy! So sad but written with such description.....Great job!
Thank you so much dear Christina, my first love but certainly not my last. ❤️
Super write
That spark returned, I suspect pretty quickly just by your words I've read lately
Loved the dance
Dear peto, to kind of you to come by to yet more of my scribbles, 10 years of my life was lost on a love that was truly painful, but in the end I found my way and changed it all this is going back 20 years and is part of who I am today. I adore love even when is ugly it's part of all our beings and none of us have answers nor guarantees, that's why I love this subject and this poem would not have been written otherwise. Thank you so much. ❤️
Very emotive words Teddy but you have come out of that down time into your wonderful life so all is good.
Andy
Yes Andy, you are right and if it were not for how my life turned out I may never have been able to write this. Thank you so much. ❤️
Full of meaning and significance. We are the result of our experience, and yet the creators of the impending same... Very powerful.
Dear Garth, you have interpreted this poem perfectly, it's true that we all have our own stories of good and bad love and it's what we do to change ourselves that counts onto the next adventure with experience and wisdom. Thank you so much. ❤️
A beautiful expression of love lost and soul at the same time. An existential crisis where faith in the words of others was not sustained, and the sought after sun was not obtained. Sad but so close to truth and truth is what a poet is supposed to tell.
Awe, you found another one of my most special poems, you know sorrenbarret, I wrote this just before I got married, I guess it brought me to a full circle, 20 years it stayed inside me until I was so damn happy I could actually write about this past lost love. I know you will understand what I'm saying I'm not being articulate, but I know you will know what I mean, it took me to actually find my happiest time where I found my strength to write about such a dramatic moment from my past. Thank you dearest sorrenbarret 🌹💐
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