Am I ever going to smile again?
maybe my smile is permanently gone?
along with my laughter
forever in the past?
will I ever be able to whistle again?
or enjoy watching the birds
taking a bath in the summer rain?
not even seduced by a magnificent rainbow
I don't know how to cry
I've lost all my tears, there must be a river overflowing somewhere?
and now?
now I'm just lost, lost inside myself...
will I ever find me?
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: June 2nd, 2026 16:36
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
So existential. This poem is sad and yet hopeful. A good write my friend
Thank you dear sorrenbarret, I was inspired to write this after reading another poets grief, we all have our own, none of us are alone in that. Thank you dear friend. 🌹
You are most welcome my friend
Teddy, this really moved me. What I love most is how unguarded it feels...the questions about smiling, laughing, crying, and finding yourself again are things many people carry but struggle to say aloud. The image of the river of lost tears is haunting, and the final question leaves the poem suspended in a place of longing and uncertainty. Powerful and deeply heartfelt, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Dear Tristan I was inspired to write this by another poet, who wrote a very sad poem called the loss of a child. I found it most humbling and as my mother lost a child I found it was close to my heart. Thank you as always my dear friend for your sincere compassion 🌹
Hope the gloomy days are just a phase of life and will not keep us stuck forever. The truth is a person might smile and laugh again, but I don't believe it is ever going to be the same again. Well written.
Thank you so much dear poet. 🌹
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