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'the Faceless One'

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there she was staring at nothing in the dark, searching searching for some kind of light something familiar that she could cling to all she could grasp was emptiness they were laughing, sharing special moments without her - don’t they miss me? I thought I meant something all along I was just there - faceless in the crowd where everyone knows everyone except for me - why don’t they miss me? does it mean that I am here? but they can’t see me? I was never an integral part just made up the numbers the one who got lost - the faceless one… 070820112025

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Charles Henderson

Date: 8/12/2011 12:26:00 AM

Sad poem really. Shame so many people feel this way needlessly too. good write.

Judy Ball

Date: 8/11/2011 1:32:00 PM

Oohoohoo This one fits so many people. So many of us who are just there but not really needed or wanted. When one feels this way one needs to get away from that particular place and find their own niche. You must mean something and be of some value to yourself before you can be valued by anyone else. Great job here. God Bless, JB

Natalie The Rogue Rhymer

Date: 8/10/2011 4:14:00 AM

Wow Wilma-very powerful! Nice job :) Thanks so much for your kind comments.

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 8/9/2011 8:19:00 PM

Sounds like city living. Being there is like we don't matter. Your verse describes the feeling perfectly Wilma.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/9/2011 2:12:00 PM

Interesting one..Enjoyed..Sometimes we all feel that we are that faceless one that will not be missed by even our family..I know that this was just a topic and that you are loved and would be missed by your family and friends..Thanks for looking back and seeing the added feature..Sara

Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 8/8/2011 6:56:00 PM

Heavy duty write Wilma .. no face no name,,, just a number to people but a treasure to God . These poems of remembrance are important for the human family. Way to go

Jack Horne

Date: 8/8/2011 11:44:00 AM

Wow, strong write here, Wilma. I know it can't be autobiographical as everyone would notice a bubbly person like you! A winner for sure, if for a contest. lfde

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 8/7/2011 9:44:00 PM

Dear Wilma, you express the lonely, empty feeling with such angst. A sad but lovely verse.

Steven Cooke

Date: 8/7/2011 4:03:00 PM

very interesting reads like a child playing hide and seek, but no one comes looking. i notice other people have different interpretations. that is what makes this a top write and poem. it makes you think. proper writing

Russell Sivey

Date: 8/7/2011 3:54:00 PM

I felt this poem was about a faceless person, not a ghost or the like...an actual person who feels neglected, unwanted and unappreciated. Very very well written! I really loved it!!

Zzzzz Zzzzz

Date: 8/7/2011 3:46:00 PM

An ingriguing poem. Reads like a ghost story to me. Very interesting write! xoxo Robert.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/7/2011 3:33:00 PM

wow Wilma this one certainly had me intrigued ..is she a spirit? a ghost? or just unnoticed? leaves one to ponder on the lines of creativity luv..

Michael J. Falotico

Date: 8/7/2011 3:14:00 PM

Thats Why I went with the jet instead of the ship, so I can get an above view to where the cab congestion is, so then I would find you...lol Smiles and hugs all over u....love Michael ... You and Nikko send me a bill and I will review it lol..

Michael J. Falotico

Date: 8/7/2011 2:59:00 PM

Well now I finally get to read some of your work, you can't stay away this long dear....I already had my private jet fueled up heading your way to check up on you lol.... So nice to see your name back on soup luv....love Michael

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/7/2011 2:52:00 PM

There are times when I have these same feelings, like I'm part of a world where people can't see me. Very compelling write, Wilma, and it's nice to see you posting again. Love and blessings, Carolyn

Jack Ross Jr.

Date: 8/7/2011 2:41:00 PM

Very deep write...feeling of one losing their self...great write lovely Lady...with love....old Jack

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 8/7/2011 2:32:00 PM

Well, You know what I thought about this one, totally affecting write and so relatable too and yup, definitely love seeing this side of you, Missy-- ;) and how cool that you used italics here, winkity wink ;) mwahugs! & yup, Faceless is better than Nameless (I mean of course)

Wilma Neels
Date: 8/7/2011 2:58:00 PM

Well now you have me commenting on this one.. Only you will know what came next.. maybe you should sleep on it??? :D nite nite Missy *mwahugs*

Kabuteng P.Ink K.
Date: 8/7/2011 2:40:00 PM

hmmm "I mean of course"?? I wonder what I was thinking and what came next?? haha I better sleep O_o good nitey-o

Kabuteng P.Ink K.
Date: 8/7/2011 2:34:00 PM

btw super yay that you posted even one! Glad that you did-- heehee if you say I forced you to post this one too, I'd gladly admit it! haha!