Beryl Edmonds Poet Rhyme

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Written 8th June 2025
Decrepit Poetry Contest - Sponsored by: Constance La France

A Decrepit I Am

I am a decrepit, I'll tell you why
Even though telling you will make me cry
My world has been turned around, upside down
And I've developed an eternal frown.

I've tried to be helpful all of my life
Now, sadly I have to think more than twice
I've been backstabbed and I'm truly forlorn
If only I could have been told, for-warned.

My life means nothing to me anymore
Happiness and joy has flown from my door
I won’t help anyone else, as before
Only my hubby, the one I adore.

Here I sit wondering how to go on
Will I be disliked now, by everyone
Can one's joy of living ever come back
After they have been verbally attacked.

The hurt I feel is driving me insane
It will never happen ever again
I'll hide away, keeping me to myself
I hope the backstabber's proud of herself.

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Anne-Lise Andresen June 10, 2025 at 12:33 PM - A terribly sad poem, Beryl...written with sorrow in your heart - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs Beryl Edmonds June 12, 2025 at 3:10 PM Thank you Anne- Lise, I’m putting the hurt in the past, it’s not worth even thinking about it anymore, it’s gone in the trash bin… Beryl

Paula Goldsmith June 10, 2025 at 11:32 AM Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your powerful write again. Have a blessed day with your win.......... Beryl Edmonds June 12, 2025 at 3:07 PM Thank you Paula, have a blessed day too… Beryl

sara Etgen-Baker June 9, 2025 at 2:05 PM shame on the backstabber! I, too, have been verbally attacked and had my character assassinated. I wondered if I'd ever be 'right' again. I was by surrounding myself with kind, supportive people, family, & God. Wishing you find your joy. Beryl Edmonds June 9, 2025 at 3:27 PM Good for you Yellow Rose, I believe those who try to ruin you will get their comeuppance, what goes around comes around. Writing this poem has been therapeutic. Thank you, Beryl

Victor Buhagiar June 9, 2025 at 9:51 AM Ithink that evading that person and try to forgive will give you peace. Beryl Edmonds June 9, 2025 at 12:43 PM Dear Victor, you are quite right, I’m going to forgive her and forget it. I feel better already, thank you my friend… Beryl

Paula Goldsmith June 8, 2025 at 1:17 PM What a powerful write you have here. People hurt people and I do not know why. Guess it gives them power. I have found, I must forgive and let God punish them. It is very had to forget. We need to live life in prayer not hate. "Good Luck" with the contest. I also did this one. Hugs... Have a very blessed day writing away......... Beryl Edmonds June 8, 2025 at 1:27 PM Dear Paula, I am praying that I can find forgiveness in my heart, though it’s very hard. Hopefully time will ease the pain, I hope what’s happened never occurs again. Will go now and read the poem you’ve written for the contest… Beryl

Sand Blown June 8, 2025 at 9:03 AM goodt write....so just step into the fifth dimension and enjoy the stillness.....len Beryl Edmonds June 8, 2025 at 9:26 AM Thank you, I am trying to do that Len, to lessen the tension and enjoy being in the fifth dimension… Beryl

Jan Allison June 8, 2025 at 4:56 AM aww Beryl I know this person has turned your life upside-down with their vitriol and it is hard to put it behind you. But those who know you know it isnt true. write on my friend and stay strong and ignore this vile woman. hugs jan xx Jan Allison June 8, 2025 at 5:17 AM I've been through it with a family member Beryl, had no contact now in 10 years apart from a vile letter from them disowning the family lol - no way will I or can I ever forgive and forget. hugs Jan xx Beryl Edmonds June 8, 2025 at 5:15 AM Thank you Jan, it’s hard to forgive and forget when someone has destroyed your soul, trying to get over it, but doubt that I ever will… Beryl