Best Lost And Found Poems

Labyrinth paths, winding and twisting, a serpentine meandering,
otherworldly, ethereal, much too dreamy, lost and wandering;
saturnine, long raven sparkling hair that I hide behind, woefully,
tangled in the branches and thorns of life, lost hopelessly.

And then I found poetry and I pen my sorrow in verses bleeding,
now...

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Adrift within the silence 
of emotive reflection,

leads to a moment of 
absentmindedness,

tip of his tired tongue 
sentimentally sighs her name.

Sudden state of sadness overcomes him -
reality hurts, for his shadow is a reminder 
of empty dreams - a timelss void.

Somber spirits self deprecate,
questioning and wondering...

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I loved my job as a botanist, which took me to many foreign lands,
Like the golden sun rises smiling, to meet all our natural demands.

I was always marked for this work, ever since I was a small child;
And was often seen wandering the woods, as...

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I stand tall on the windy mountain side.
Look down on mankind’s world
And snort in depreciated disgust.

Let death embrace me in its jugged jaws.
I'm not afraid, just tired.  
This flagella of torrid life,
The gross garbage of man’s past,
The insignificance of the insecure future.

Time has no...

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Lost and Found 

Be quiet quiet quiet
Yes quiet as a mouse
It's nobody else's business
What goes on inside our house
We like our big  little secrets
All disguised in pretty bows
These things are just between us
It is best that no one  knows!

The little girl she listened
Held...

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An angel, he appeared one afternoon -
amazing, amorous, and alluring.
Beguiling her with beautiful ballads,
how splendidly he bewitched her!

Long languorous summer days they lazed 
in a field of daffodils 
as she lay blissfully in his brawny bronzed arms
looking lovingly into his eyes -
those baby blues with...

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He Sat On His Favorite Bench,
In Their Favorite Park,
Cracked And Crumbled,
His Eyebrows Knitted Together,
He Leered, 

Sadness Clouded His Features,
He Drew His Lower Lip Between His Teeth,
From Memories,
His Thoughts Clouded,
Fighting Back Broken Tears,

An Old Woman Appeared,
She Gave Him A Dirty Look,
Her Nose Stuck In The Air,
She...

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(a New Year's Affirmation)


I know not where
the morning light leadeth me,
nor who, as I led, went before

I know not if a sea, a woodland,
or a mountain ahead to climb – 
and, thus, my way to explore

For what I may see, may hear,
God, alone, knows true...

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Someone help me please, 
I feel so lost,
The snow is deep, 
The streets are dark,
Unfriendly people 
Come at a cost,
I left my red scarf 
As a mark,
It’s gone,
But so sleepy, thought,
I’d have a nap,
Last I remember,
Is my yawn!
Has been a busy night, 
Santa and Rudolph...

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In a world of folly I was lost
Material yearnings caved in on me
Succumbed to a life worn out in the frost
Oblivious to what outcome may be

Blinded by emotions that felt quite right
Yet something seemed missing inside
The pathway appeared sank from sight
In my heart, emptiness slowly...

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Lost and Found

Find me in the shadow of life’s archway
waiting…’neath the grey of dingy art work
pressed into the dark of passing's moment,
wilted roses held limply in old hands
clinging to the sounds of lovers voices
whispering to the darkness – “Please….find me.”. 



1/17/2017

submitted to – FIND ME...

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Searching
pacing
fretting
losing

Freak out!

Breaking 
crashing
burning
crushing

Time lost!

Up 
down
left 
right

Which way?

Lost 
gone
forgotton
never

Finally found!...

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I'm lost in this world, 

but I have found my way.



I'm blind with gossip, 

but I can see right through it.


I was lost, but now I'm found.

I was blind but now, I can see.


The Lord my God brought me here so I

could lose my way...

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She once said
on a stormy night
before the first drop of rain graced tongues:
"Passion is overrated.  It's out of style"
The crack of clouds blew grey into her face at that moment.
Umbrellas turned their skin inside out
The surf tasted it's own salt and spat it out...

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12-23-10 @11:06am

to have loved and lost is an unbearable pain
relieved only when one finds love again
not the kind of love gotten from a friend or a pet
but the real true sort is what it takes to get
out of the funk brought by on this hurt
and...

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