Now completely lost and out of view
Women once led men a power gone a buried a lost art
Pressed down by Christ no better than Mohammed
Ancient memory of natures power
Boadicea !
Possessed of greater intelligence that often belongs to women
With her harsh voice and a piercing glare
An English dream !
Maybe I miss it all,
Like I’ve lost something
That’s never gone away.
Maybe it’s just me, still
Wishing on shooting stars
And birthday candles.
Maybe all I’ll have now
Is the lightness left behind;
My heart left in the past
With the better days and
Sad goodbyes.
Maybe the day will come
Where I have all the answers
And never any questions.
Or maybe I’ll die trying;
Trying to find the glimmer
Of happiness I lost somewhere
In the darkness.
i keep calling but no one answers
is there a reason for this distraction?
i need help, this world is turning faster
no one is there for me
no reaction
there once was a hero, waiting for me
now there's no one, for all i can see
i'm tumbling to fast
i can't hold my frustration back
all due to the lack of time and aim
i don't want to play this game
I've lost my hero, my savior, my life
what am i supposed to do? which way would you choose?
I've lost my hero, nowhere in sight
I've lost my hero, it's my turn to fight
I've lost my hero, lost hero
there's no end in sight
Mumbling forgotten words
to a hungry wind.
Listening for the return
of sacred memories.
Waiting,
Watching,
Wishing
for lost memories
that slip from my grasp
right as I think
"I have it, at last!"
Lost but also found,
always a blurry image
taunting with familiar sound.
A the tip of the tongue
ready to slip.
A familiar face
whose name you would've sworn you'd never miss.
Were have you seen it before?
Were else have you had that feeling before?
None other than in the hungry wind,
Waiting watching,
for the return of lost memories.
Invasion of tears on a lonely street
I crash spheres of sadness that burst with a sigh
There's no one to tear me apart I can meet?
..a Lexus is lost and the driver is shy...
The freezing orchestra plays in my head
Police sirens as one play with my memory
A voice seems to utter " They will give us bread !!!"
As tearing, lost souls head for the Crematory.
I dream I wake up as pure as a kid
"No More Tears" - a shampoo bottle promises in vain
This time though white traces of a salty skid
Releases my heart, my hopes and my pain...
by: iolanda scripca
www.scripca.com
for Paula's Contest "Tear"
i just dont know what to expect anymore
all my memories filled with gore
please make them stop, please make them quit
i said no, but they could not resist
please forgive my sins, even i do not deserve this
how could you watch it happen with no protest
please now, just put me to rest
i cannot take this for much longer
in the end will it really make me stronger
i have lost my faith, i have lost my hope
i no longer know how to cope
its over now, i can reside in peace
its over now, my pain will cease
weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth
trapped in the furnace and consumed in the heat
stalked by the beast and driven insane
i'm lost in 4ever and there's just no escape
running on empty in mazes of madness
false hopes and dreams soon turn sick with sadness
i've fallen again and i live in disgrace
i'm lost in 4ever and there's just no escape
slaves on strings and puppets on pullies get controlled and contorted by maniacle bullies
tormented and taunted for our sins we must pay
i'm lost in 4ever and there's just no escape
engulfed in the fire and enclosed in the flames
the heart of pure darkness is laughing with rage
the smoke and the smut they dirty my wings
lost in 4ever and there's just no escape
running fast forward but i'm still in reverse
what i thought was a blessing was another black curse
hells hands pull me under
a lake of fire is where i remain
lost in 4ever and there's just no escape
The day I lost my father its like I lost my world, I felt like a mother who lost their only girl,
this a messed up life, a messed up world, when lose someone you love it hurt so bad, burn
so deep hurt to the point that u cant sleep, all thats going threw your mind is how could dis
be, why did it have to happen, happen to me, how to stay strong don't leave me alone, if I
push away make it your place to stay, I'm like a baby with a rash you may ask me to
explain its a simple answer u cant feel my pain, misery suffering as my tears hit the floor, all
thats going threw my head I cant take this no mo, then I scream only to open my eyes in
notice it wasn't a dream, only to open my eyes to face reality!
Hands reached out and grabbed my heels as
I walked this once bloody field. They were
just everyday hands, miners, carpenters, the
hands of the butchers boy, the bank clerk,
the sordid hands of the local Johnny no good.
The tinker, the tailor, the poacher, all pressed
for the glory of war, a glory lost in knee deep
mud and indiscriminate lead. Where the Devil
played poker with fate for the right of souls,
the Ferryman busy that day. Before my feet
the Poppies fall like men in sights at duties
call, then and now the field turned red. I sit
the depression where some cannon chewed,
now overgrown with moss and memories.
Whispers glide by me, idle banter, everyday
chat, sport, sisters getting married, mothers
worried, will anyone remember me, why.
This muddy morass where men walked or
ran, never realizing that death had its own
pace. And yet every step was made of duty,
glory forsaken as a lost cause, every step
seen as one closer to home. How many
names beneath this soil, how many stories
feed these poppies, and how many dreams
still lie bleeding.
Walk the battlefields and you will feel those
hands, the tinker, the tailor, the butcher boy
time watched
time spent
time given
time to repent
time passing
time at hand
time lost
time that ran
time served
time earned
time held
time in hell
time passed
time missed
time remembered
time I wished
time judged
time seen
time blinded
time too mean
in a moment of time we do not see it is the moment of time thats unseen its life we wish to
live but its the time we can not give in anger or in love time is lost not rising above and when
time comes...we wished we had more, time to write time to read this time I spent was time
that I need for time I do see it is time that propels me its the moment the present it is time
like this...I miss. spend your time wisely for time eventually stops.
A moment lost I cry for now. Memories
fuzzed by the event that stole from me. I
long for that moment back to piece together this
shattered self I am. Confusion mounts as I
slowly slip further away. More determine than
ever to regain the time gone. Most know not this
anger I feel. How it comes to life and consumes
my time. It slips further away each time I try.
Failure to receive that memory lost angers me
further to a breaking point. Angry I am I push
away from those who do not understand. Bitter
angers wells inside me to all I am is an emptied
shell. For the stolen moment I remember not.
12.2007
Looking for hope
I've lost my hope
If you find her send her back
I'm sure she's still
Wearing that green dress she loves
I know she's cold
But I don't think she is scared...
It's only me...
I refuse to be alone.
I've lost my hope
If you find her send her back
You'll know it's her
When you see her deep blue eyes
I'm still alone
And I don't think this is fair
Please heavens, please...
I will need my hope tonight...
I’m the lost soul at your door,
Little face
Beady eyes
Cautious pace
My hair has thinned,
To strands of lace.
I’ve never been loved,
The love is gone,
I have been abused,
Left on your lawn.
I am misunderstood,
Mistaken for a threat,
I have been scarred,
I hold regret.
I’m the lost soul at your door. A stray cat, no less, no more.
When my song has lost Its' voice
and my eyes have lost their light
I see no other choice
than to put an end to this worthless fight
My motivation has gone astray
and my wills been buried deep
how much longer can I stay?
the hill has gotten too steep
My soul has lost Its' strength
and my rose has lost Its' petals
I feel I've reached the ending length
that's where my story settles
My path has lost Its' direction
and my butterfly has lost Its' wings
Im overtaken by a deadly infection
my heart no longer sings..
Lost a life
Lost a mind
Lost my way
To try and find
Lost it all
Lost the reason
Lost the answer
To the question why
Lost a friend
Lost a soul
Even lost my way
In the end growing old
Lost the cover
Lost the voice
Lost the protest
To my choice
Lost the wind
Lost the sound
Lost the body
Drowning on the ground
Lost the blood
Lost the light
Surprisingly I lost the reason
Why I want to die
Lost the color
Lost the sight
Lost the track
Of lost time
Lost the reason
Why I lost it in the first place
Lost the sight
Of your lost face
I lost it all
I lost everything
I lost the reason
Why I am me
Lost my life
Lost my mind
Lost my way
In the darkest light
Written March 25, 2004
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