Nayda Ivette Negron Flores Poet Verse

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Prey of Neglect

Green grass with morning dew as walking
In the roadside after my car was robbed
By a thief that put a gun behind my neck

When I stopped in a red light semaphore
Adrenaline rushed as electricity through veins

Drearing that it would be my last day on Earth
Praying mentally that the robber had mercy of me

Giving the car keys and leaving the car to him
Shocked by the event that made an invisible impact
Started walking through the road to seek assistance 

Cell phone was taken simultaneously with the red car
Staying incommunicated to call the police officers
Walking to a nearby gas station ahead in the horizon

The car was found burned in an isolated corn field
That day would never be erased from my mind 
Some events leave an invisible imprint in your life






Fifth Place
Take The Dagger From My Heart, Please Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Broken Wings
8-13-2016

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Constance La France September 14, 2016 at 12:38 PM Nayda, congratulations on your win in my contest with this awesome poem ~ Nayda Ivette Negron Flores September 14, 2016 at 1:40 PM Thank you Constance.

Jan Allison September 13, 2016 at 5:08 PM such a vivid write Nayda it sent a chill down my spine reading it! Congrats on your win:-) hugs Janxx Nayda Ivette Negron Flores September 14, 2016 at 1:40 PM Thank you for your feedback Jan. Hugs, Nayda.

Beautiful Scars September 13, 2016 at 4:23 PM Great job Nayda, congratulations on your placement :)-luloo Nayda Ivette Negron Flores September 13, 2016 at 5:03 PM Thank you Laura

Kai Michael Neumann August 14, 2016 at 11:35 AM Is this a true story. Living in South Africa, this poem rings a bell. Wishes and safety and post-traumatic wisdom to you... Nayda Ivette Negron Flores August 14, 2016 at 11:49 AM Thank you Kai. It is a fictional poem.