Lin Lane Poet Rhyme

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         Andrea's That's Life: Contest   2/9/25

Hanging On For Dear Life

Lately, nothing seems to be going right.
Sorrow spills from my heart every night.
Try as I might, I simply fail to understand
why my tears gather like grains of sand.
I'm hanging on for dear life, but how I miss
the love we shared. I've fallen into an abyss,
and in the distance I watch the sun as it sets,
filled with forlorn emotions and rueful regrets.
I've lost my verve for living and paying the price
for listening to my sad heart's quixotic advice.

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thriveni c mysore March 2, 2025 at 7:10 PM oh the picture you used to paint your words at the beginning, as I read through the lines, I found your words painted that picture! 'heart's quixotic advice' is music. lovely write. +FAV. Congratulations on your win dear poet. Cheers!!!

Andrea Dietrich March 2, 2025 at 1:46 PM I hope this is not true for you. It's bad enough to be enduring physical pain! I had to look up a few words just to be sure they meant what I thought, so good use of vocabulary as well as rhyme. I wish a lot of other poets used correct punctuation also as you did here. Congrats on your win.

Daniel Henry Rodgers February 10, 2025 at 6:40 AM Dear Lin, this one aches really deep. Every line seems heavy with longing and I can certainly empathize. I think your muses pain is palpable and yet so beautifully expressed. I feel every tear, every grain of sand. If only words could mend what’s broken. Good Luck in the Contest. Winter Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel Lin Lane February 10, 2025 at 7:01 AM Hi Daniel. There was a time of such sorrow. Thank you and I appreciate the many wonderful comments you offer my poetry.

David Kavanagh February 9, 2025 at 9:43 AM Your poem Lin is a poignant reminder of how negative thoughts can creep up on us at night and bring our spirits down, always a constant battle when grieving a loved one or lost love, hope this one is more contest orientated than a reality, so well written it’s hard to know, all the best for contest, cheers David Lin Lane February 9, 2025 at 10:18 AM Toadly portrayed for a contest theme, David. However, I’ve a few stitches from when it was real so the realism comes from experience. Thanks for the thought of its believability.

Tom Cunningham February 9, 2025 at 8:16 AM A love lost is heartbreaking, sadly time doesn't ease the pain and never fades from your mind. How some manage to shrug it off amazes me, they must have hearts of stone. Tom Lin Lane February 9, 2025 at 10:15 AM If it can be shrugged off easily, I’d not call it love. Scars may fade but memories never do… good or sad. Thanks, Tom.