The Irony

It is often during nights like these that my heart aches with an upsetting realisation that seemed to worsen the void. During times like these that I wished I could shed tears a little freely . It is during moments like these I curl like a caterpillar stuck inside a golden trap ... Waiting for the moment when a wandering eye catches sight of the dreadful beauty ... Of a life lost in an amber .

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Carol Louise Moon

Date: 10/5/2020 11:07:00 AM

Welcome to Poetry Soup, and with your fine poem, poets including myself will look forward to reading more. Keep writing and posting, my friend.

A. Zylixis
Date: 10/5/2020 11:04:00 PM

Thank you for your warm welcome, Carol...

Panagiota Romios

Date: 10/2/2020 10:36:00 AM

HI..I SEE YOU ARE NEW TO PS. I FOUND YOUR POEM THOUFHTFUL AND PROVOKES EMOTIONS I CAN RELATE TO. I LIKED, LIFE LOST IN AMBER...GREAT IMAGERY. DO WRITE MORE..THIS IS GGOD.))))) MY FIRST POEM WAS A DISASTER..NOTHING LIKE YOURS. YOU SHOW MUCH PROMISE)) HUGS PANGIE XX

A. Zylixis
Date: 10/5/2020 11:02:00 PM

Thank you so much for your kind comment. Well ... Needless to say I love your works so much, yours were the first I came across when I first entered this website.