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Grook Lost Poems | Grook Poems About Lost

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Details | Grook |

Enlightenment

Enlightenment come at great cost
The more you know the more knowledge lost.

Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2013



Details | Grook |

Love rejection

Emotions are concentrated in three places
They muddle up the brain 
They are evident on all faces 
And its heart that feels the pain

Copyright © Sidney Hall Mad Poet | Year Posted 2010

Details | Grook |

Magumbo

O' so you are lost?
alone, frail, and tossed?

I see you there
threaded and bare
yet you walk along my twisty road

Are you not afraid lost boy?
Are you mad with the fever?
Know you not that this leads down to the River?

The river, the river of tears from lost little boys
where they float along, dead as dead little toys?

You are lost little child
alone among my skeletal wild
the wood and the snakes
the fears and aches
and you, just a lost boy, know nothing

O' yes, I see
you have no fear of me
But I am Death
I eat your breath
do you not fear me?

"No.  I am lost alone.
But you lay no claim to my flesh and bone.
For I am not just a little boy?"

O' you are not?
then what are you, lost little boy.
Alone in my wood
in bed you be you should

"I am not at the end of my rope.
My name is Hope."

Ah.  then you are not mine.

Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2008

Details | Grook |

Fidelia

It is time to go home
Though you are so dear to me
But Fidelia, you are brute
You drank too much men

I remember, how she teased me,
How she used to lull me with kiss
I left a portion of my humanity on her lips
Now am dying,
Now am going home

Dear love, why must i be betrayed;
All i deserve was to be loved
I reached for knife
Curving my skin with pains
Painting it with blood
In the pool of blood
I sobbed,
She left me in disarray
Why Fidelia..?


awoh awoh

Copyright © awoh kingsley awoh | Year Posted 2011

Details | Grook |

Love

Love is the prison of the heart
It captures you in emotions
Its intentions are honourable at the start
It sometimes ends as a deadly potion

Copyright © Sidney Hall Mad Poet | Year Posted 2010

Details | Grook |

Love

No such thing as love
Until someone injects you with it
It feels fluffy, you fly to heaven above
Take it away, you hurt and life you want to quit

Copyright © Sidney Hall Mad Poet | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

Grook

                                                            Lost Out




                                                  You learn what true love is
                                                 Only when you have lost out
                                             On everything you have truly loved



                                                         February 13, 2016
                                                       Sponsor: Silent One

Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2016

Details | Grook |

Blind-sided

Blind-sided

At my highest point of love,
I thought I’d never be anointed 
with love’s oil of disappointment.
Now in the sweet sugar sand that ugly line
has been drawn with anything but kindness,
the thin line the runs somewhere
between love and hate,
that’s blind-sided me.

Copyright © Marie Harrison | Year Posted 2010

Details | Grook |

No more

Gone 

Copyright © R Laban | Year Posted 2011






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