Lost in the lines

Jakewelty

Theese words carry no meaning for me anymore
Just empty lines written by a shadow of the past
Im a blind man wandering through a place I once saw
A place that I once found relief from an empty reality


Words were taken from my very grasp
And though I held on to them like a climber on a cliff
They were wrestled from me right before my eyes

And as they disappeared so did the rock beneath me
The very foundation upon which my sanity rests
Now a darkness covers the wonders I once treasured
Hiding from me what was mine only moments ago

And though I've searched threw the pages that I must have written
I see nothing of my self closeted among the letters I once lovingly placed
I fear that now I shall never find my words again

  • Author: Jakewelty (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 16th, 2016 08:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: Feedback welcome
  • Category: Reflection
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME JAKE ~ Thanks for your first poem ~ how does one begin to analyse it ? As to structure ~ It is free verse A quatrain ~ a triplet ~ a quatrain ~ a triplet. This gives it flow and makes it easy to read and pleasant to recite. All "good" poetry should have an oral and an aural quality ! V 1. Describes words (writings) once meaningful now meaningless. V 2. Words you tried to hold on to but were wrenched form your grasp. V 3. When the words were lost so was all else ! Foundation ~ sanity ~ enlightenment ~ all gone in an instant ? V 4. All lost and meaningless ~ the letters ~ the words ~ the compositions ~ lost for ever ! It happens to all of us especially poets ! I've been writing poetry for 23 years (since I was 10) and some were published in magazines newspapers and booklets and recited at Poetry Readings. Most are now lost and alas if I do come across ONE and read it ~ it is MEANINGLESS ! Much of our lives are "Lost in in the lines". Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN

  • lysistrata

    The sun shines.It is too hot to play,so I read poetry in VAIN.



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