it's a sad, sad revelation
to find that you are looking down
when all the while you
thought you were looking up
it's a sad, sad revelation when
you finally ask for what you want
and get a cold shoulder in return
it's a sad, sad revelation when
you find you have been walking solo
when you thought someone had your hand
it's a sad, sad revelation when
the friend you loved turns out to be
a stranger
it's a sad, sad revelation when
you dared to dream
and find hope buried at your feet
it's a sad, sad revelation when
you know it's time to build new dreams
but your body says
"No, I've had enough"
13 comments:
This is sad yet beautiful. I hope you have not lost hope. Look forward to more of your lovely poems. :-)
Hello! I was just glancing at blogger and saw you post. I have been meaning to contact you, and I know each time I do, I promise to stay in touch. But even retired, I am working harder than ever, and for free. Well, it is volunteer work for the city and Chamber, and another local paper, but what would I do if I did not take photos? It would like an artist putting down their brushes. After so many years, I have to keep on clicking. But the good news is, I don't have to take names and write cut-lines anymore. And I have no deadlines, since I give my photos to a weekly paper.
Anyway, I have missed your poetry - I know, I have said that before. But you were one of the first bloggers I followed when I first began blogging over a year ago, and though I am terrible when it comes to staying in touch with real-life old friends, I never forget them. And like real-life friends, I have not forgotten my old blogging friends. You are one of them. As a matter of fact, I really do think of you at least a few times a month, and tell myself I am am going to get to your site and see what you have been up to.
I see you have written a sad but beautiful poem. You are such a sensitive person, and I really hope you find the right person in your life. Don't give up. Things are always in motion, and you never know what is around the corner.
In the meantime, you do have a lot of friends.
Carry on, Noelle!
This is hauntingly sad and beautiful at the same time. I hope this is not about you.
Sometimes deep sadness is a form of healing.Like when we hurt ourselves.
And when we are hurting.I hope the revelation will eventually transform to deeper hope.
Hmm, it is sad when you have to say to yourself that the one you knew isn't the one you know. It is very sad. It is one of those discoveries you think at least for a moment, that you could have done without knowing. But, it is better to know these things. And, I am glad you are stepping away. Insincerity is very hurtful!!!
You are all so right. Your comments mean so much to me. I find strength in your words.
@Patty...you are wonderful! I think of you often and hope to get to Crisfield someday.
Thanks for being there!!
I feel the pain expressed through these words... may you find much needed strength during these times of emotional pain. Sending hugs your way.
Sometimes a sad revelation can bring great relief - to go forward to bring more joy than ever before - A lovely worded poem.
Your poetry always hits a chord with me Noelle. You are just SO talented with your words!
yes it is...
but hope must lay beneath the surface...
it just must.
beautiful poem.
Thank you all for commenting xoxo
this poem is sad but definitely portrays the reality of life.this is the story of i can say 99% of the people of this world who have dreamed,perished and then never again dared to dream again.sad but depicts the truth very well.but all i can say is "having dreams is what makes the life tolerable".very well written,sad full of anguish and plain truth.keep writing.
You are so right heavealie....dreams make life tolerable and possible!
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