Abandoned

Gripped by transgressions in life of destitute Withdrawn she lived in deviant troubled youth Orphaned long ago by her own living parents When in substance abuse she buried her soul Distancing benevolence as church-bells tolled. Abdicating love, she traded for buzz of lust Forsaking trust to bolster deceptive purpose Relinquishing sapience to forces of insanity Finding her pleasures in discarded emotions Someone volunteered on disgruntled streets At midnight hour agog in tumultuous alleys. Yet, her vacant heart was soon transformed When jettisoned chorus found her repertoire, As she spent nights singing hymns of joy And read stories aloud in her mother’s voice Cherishing how she swayed in her father’s arms As the song of her own womb sung of a new life. From place to place she went scouting spots Where kind-hearted people lived downtown And there she went when the church bells rang As she said a prayer after a very long time Asking for blessings as her newborn baby cried On a stranger’s porch near a posh high-rise Hiding long enough till someone took notice, Swiftly thereafter from the town she vanished. June 17, 2020 Placed 2nd: Thesaurus – Abandon or Abandoned Poetry Contest Sponsor: Dear Heart Based on true stories in the United States
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Crabtree Avatar
October 9, 2020 at 4:41 PM
This is a such a sad story that you have written so well, Vijay. ~Angie
La France Avatar
June 24, 2020 at 7:29 PM
Vijay, congratulations on your win in my abandon contest with this wonderfully penned poem, your skill at word choice and storytelling is awesome _Constance
One Avatar
June 23, 2020 at 4:08 PM
I remember when you first started poetry soup and you were a great poet...You have improved so much and now a master poet.... There are so many children who have been abandoned and I know so many who have searched for their parents, but never found them.
Mishra Avatar
June 22, 2020 at 8:09 AM
Every time I read your poems, I am transported to some other world by your enchanting narration and imagery with emotions Vijay. Your heartwarming storytelling engages me till the end. Congratulations on your win :)
Pandit Avatar
June 23, 2020 at 12:16 PM
So very kind of you Aditi--much appreciate your valued feedback--many thanks.
Dietrich Avatar
June 21, 2020 at 2:53 PM
wow, how it ended with the baby being abandoned as well. Quite a story trail you took us on, Vijay. I hope this one is on the winner list. I am just seeing it going from my comment inbox.
Pandit Avatar
June 23, 2020 at 12:15 PM
Much appreciate Andrea--many thanks.
Theraven Avatar
June 21, 2020 at 12:49 PM
Vijay, Quite a journey you've taken in this poem. From the streets and back alleys to vanished with the peeling of the church bells. Isn't this too part of the circle of life though hardly wished for. Very well expressed. -Richard
Pandit Avatar
June 23, 2020 at 12:15 PM
Thank you Richard--much appreciate.
Strand Avatar
June 21, 2020 at 3:39 AM
What an image Vijay,upon your home link page...stunning silhouette ...to truly reflective upon.Have a good day.
Pandit Avatar
June 21, 2020 at 6:52 AM
Glad you liked the image Brian. I took the photo of sunrise in Budapest while on Danube river cruise last year. Thanks for stopping by--much honored. have a wonderful day.
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 10:26 PM
This is beautifully penned Vijay and even more moving because it comes from a true event. I am sure this heartfelt write will touch Constance's heart as it did mine. I just posted a Hawaiian video you may enjoy at my blog at Poetry Soup. Check it out if you have the time. Aloha, Connie xxoo
Pandit Avatar
June 21, 2020 at 6:54 AM
Thank you my friend for your vote of confidence--much appreciate--many thanks, Connie. I will certainly visit your blog.
Riabi Dziri Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 1:44 PM
Wow! What is most painful than a deserted soul whose land drought and still could find the power to survive and sing for life! What is most bleeding than tearing a piece of her parts and left in the hands of fate! What a thrilling feel! So powerful and genuine is your interpretation of being abandoned! I immensely enjoyed the read, dear Vijay! Definitely a fave and an outshining win! My deepest regards and blessings.
Pandit Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 5:43 PM
Thank you, as always, Besma for your wonderful comments. Much appreciate--many thanks. Regards.
Kannan Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 8:04 AM
Sad and deep... But nicely penned story! Reads like a winner
Pandit Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 12:47 PM
Thank you Supraja--much appreciate.
Duet Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 3:42 PM
Sad poem, Vijay, but true to life in too many cases. Very good. Carole :D
Pandit Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 12:47 PM
Much appreciate Carole--many thanks.
Sands Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 2:25 PM
A striking example of abandonment in this well written poem that brings us right there to the situation. Well done Vijay :)
Pandit Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 12:46 PM
Thank you Heidi--much appreciate your kind remarks.
Nicole Avatar
June 18, 2020 at 10:33 PM
I don't understand how anyone could abandon their own child. This breaks my heart. Your thoughts curl gently around me and I am holding them so close. I am praying for change. ~ Brandy
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:42 AM
Many thanks, as always, my friend. Much appreciate your kind remarks, Brandy.
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June 18, 2020 at 8:26 PM
Wow, such a well-written but tragic story of abandonment, Vijay! I hope the story went on to be a happy one with both mother and baby being cared for with love. This poem is a winner and a fave for me. Blessings, Rhonda xx
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:41 AM
Yes--they both did well in life in the end. Much appreciate your comments Rhonda..many thanks.
Canerdy Avatar
June 18, 2020 at 10:14 AM
Vijay, this one brought tears! You have vividly described how the circle of life goes so terribly wrong for some people. A masterpiece! Janice
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:39 AM
So very kind of you, Janice--much appreciate. Many thanks.
May Avatar
June 18, 2020 at 8:33 AM
A poignant verse on substance abuse and how it abandons all reason, as children suffer... Well penned Victor..
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:39 AM
I know you mean, Vijay--much appreciate, Joseph. Many thanks.
Trifiatis Avatar
June 18, 2020 at 6:59 AM
Your poem, my friend, touched me deep in my heart for by the age of ten I lost my father and at the age of fourteen, I lost my mother. Your poem is extremely beautiful and well written but we really understand something in the degree we live a situation! Good luck my friend, Vijay! Blessings!
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:38 AM
Your comment tugs my heart--such loss you suffered at an young age--and life gave you so much wisdom to make it on your own. Much appreciate your comments, my friend--many thanks.
Somadas Avatar
June 18, 2020 at 2:19 AM
Sad realities..Heartfelt story of abandoned life.. Beautifully crafted Vijay.. Good luck in the contest..
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:36 AM
Thank you Jenish--much appreciate.
Mcdaid Avatar
June 17, 2020 at 6:20 PM
your pen writes with such great power and majesty in piece vijay wishing you a blessed week
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:35 AM
Much appreciate, Liam--many thanks.
Cunningham Avatar
June 17, 2020 at 5:25 PM
I can't imagine what it must feel like to be rejected and abandoned, you told her story well. Vijay. Good luck in the contest. Tom
Pandit Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 8:35 AM
Thank you Tom--much appreciate.
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