Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

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When sadness rises
we call on others
for a little support,
but if no one is there
loneliness creeps upon us
and our cries
are only heard by despair.
Pain wells up from deep within
dulling our senses
into doing things
not normal in our lives,
snapping out at everyone
in a desperate bid
for someone to listen
to all our pleas.

11 February 2014

Submitted: Tuesday, February 11, 2014
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/11/2014 12:02:00 PM)

    A Beautiful poem with a great meaning. Very true said in few lines. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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