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So Quiet

So Quiet

Now I sit in empty room
Things so quiet makes me gloom
Wondering were things went wrong
Tune playing just like a song

I knew that this day would come
Feeling empty nest syndrome
Reality has sunk in
Can’t embrace it like a friend

The night silence drives me mad
Hearing no sound makes me sad
Thinking of the way he left
Feels worst than a sudden death

Pain I feel can’t comprehend
Neither can I just pretend
Just can’t play like all is well
When inside it feels like hell

Trying hard to keep it straight
But the silence can’t debate
House feels like an empty tomb
Waiting for some noise to bloom



**Been four months now..trying to get use to a quiet house
With Andre' gone to the house is supper quiet..just needed to vent...

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Dimestore Shoes Date: 9/26/2010 12:13:00 AM I know the pain of children leaving the home for college,, i think calling them often, not tooo often, helps,, but I take pride in bringing them this far,, and i feel their strength is a gift i nurtured, i think. it's ok. I like this poem,, it has good rhyme and feels real pain, that is poetry Login to Reply

Carolyn Devonshire Date: 6/24/2010 12:50:00 PM Mary, your loneliness makes me wish I could reach out to you. I have lived alone for many years. It's not easy at first, but you do get used to it. I hope Andre' will visit soon and bring some joyful noise back to your home. Love, Carolyn Login to Reply

Susan Mills Date: 6/24/2010 10:09:00 AM wonderful show of emotion! Thank you for your words on my poetry. Love, Susan Login to Reply

Vrushani Thaker Date: 6/24/2010 4:38:00 AM great work!!! Vrushani!!! Login to Reply

Mary Duhart Date: 6/23/2010 1:52:00 PM Thank you dakarai for stopping by and your beautiful words of comfort and strength Login to Reply

Dakarai Cobb Date: 6/23/2010 1:42:00 PM very emotional poem. i enjoyed the way that you painted the picture with your words. keep sharing and keep venting. it works. believe me. that is what is so unique about poetry. the fact that "it works." Login to Reply