Eyes that see, but do not acknowledge
Ears that hear, but do not listen
Hands that grab, but do not give
Mouth that speaks, but never truth
Feet that drag, but never run
Heart that yearns, but never loves
Soul that thirsts, but never quenched
Mind that wanders, but never grounded
Potential that was, but never fulfilled
Life that struggled, but lost in the end
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Author:
Bella Shepard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We are the keepers of our own destiny.
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Would, could, should, might, wished, wanted words that never were satisfied, that never came to being. Well spoken in this poem of effort never expended, things never realized. Well done Bella and a fave
I appreciate you reading and understanding so very well. Where elese but here, can I think such thoughts and share with such wonderful friends. Thank you for the fave.
Always my pleasure Bella
We are as humans giving the tools to do so much better and be more kinder and caring to our fellow human beings and to ourselves. As this highlights we waste those opportunities and never realize the full potential that is out there, really enjoyed the read
You've said exactly what was in my mind as I wrote this. What if we were to use all those opportunities for good to make our world a better place? Thank you!
You are very welcome
Each day we awake Bella is a wonderful day in our lives.
Andy
Each day is a new day, and we must never lose sight of that. We can make it wonderful! Thank You.
Hello Bella,
The first half of the verse reads like laziness succumbing to voluntary ignorance and then as one reads on there is a feeling of loss, abandonment, a soul left out in the cold, as it were struggling to a bitter end. A splendid poem in many ways and one that will linger on in the reader's mind. Thank you very much for this one.
Fond regards,
Tony.
I love your comment, you hit on something very important. Thank you for your remarkable insight. Hope all is well with you.
Bella, this one delivers in a slow collapse…each line peeling away something raw. The repetition isn’t just rhythm...it’s weight. “Potential that was, but never fulfilled”… that line hit me the hardest, because we are all potential unfulfilled in one way or another. You didn’t just write about loss..you embodied it. Beautifully done. 🌹👏 A fave from me.
I am truly touched and humbled by your comment. There are few people in my every day life with whom I can share such thoughts. But when I come here, and and such friends as you, I feel I have found my haven. Thank you for you kind words, and for the fave.
You are most welcome, Bella. And thank you in kind. I feel very much the same way!
Contradictions excellently woven in a tapestry of chagrin, painfully familiar to all, more or less, in one way or another, rendered beautifully with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much for reading, I truly appreciate your kind words.
Disuse or misuse of gifts this seens to be about in a fine superb poem wow! Kudos!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
Thank you my friend for reading, and for your encouraging words. Much appreciated!
the poem "Lost" revolves around the disconnect between potential and reality. It illustrates the struggles of an individual who possesses various faculties—eyes, ears, hands, mouth, feet, heart, soul, and mind—but fails to utilize them in a meaningful or fulfilling way. The poem conveys a sense of unfulfilled potential and existential despair.
Spot on, exactly! Thank you so much for this wonderfully insightful comment, and also for the fave.
You are so welcome. Bella Shepard, enjoy this beautiful day.
Wishing you a beautiful day as well!
Very clever contrasting imagery and metaphor. Clever work, well done. Elizabeth
Your comment is greatly appreciated, thank you!
12The hearing ear, and the seeing eye, the LORD hath made even both of them.
Yes, indeed.
So true and yet we fail to rise and shine
I love your comment, may we someday all see the beauty in rising and shining together
Amen to that - i admire your positivity and hope it rubs off on many others
Good write. A fav.
You are so kind my friend, thank you.
Mind that wanders, but never grounded - for me the most poignant line. Loved the sustained contradiction. It felt like a flower about to bloom, somehow had to remain un-bloomed (not sure if that’s a word)
I like un-bloomed, and I am so appreciative of your comment. We do seem to be a jumble of opposites, but if we can tame that wandering mind we may be able to strike a balance. Thank you so much, and I love your MPS name!
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