Lost and Found

Neonila Rutherford

I walked where echoes fear to tread,
Through hollow streets where silence fed.
The city lights, a ghostly gleam,
Reflected faces, lost in dream.
The night was cold, the stars stood still,
As if the sky had lost its will.
And in the dark, a voice was born,
A whisper wrapped in mist and morn.
‘Who are you now?’ the silence cried,
‘A fleeting spark, the tide's last sigh?’
Yet deep within, where shadows weave,
A heart still burned, refusing to grieve.
For even lost, we still belong,
A note inside an unfinished song.
The path may twist, the road may wane,
But every loss is not in vain.
And so I walked, though night was deep,
Through whispered winds and city sleep.
For even lost, I still was found,
Within the dark, the light was bound.

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  • sorenbarrett

    Nicely written this poem speaks of finding one's way out of darkness. A wonderful metaphor. Most lovely

  • Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice

    Love this. “Through hollow streets where silence fed” and “The city lights, a ghostly gleam” . The repeated interplay between darkness and light, loss and discovery. Sad and beautifully written poetry.

  • Fränz Müller

    Truly enjoyed this…well done!

  • NinjaGirl

    It's so beautiful how interconnected we end up being, without even realizing it. Beautifully done.



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