(a rondel)
“There is no comment submitted by members.”
Nobody bothers; nobody cares;
nobody gives a hoot how my work fares
– or they mean to say something, but no-one remembers.
The fire of my passion is reduced to grey embers;
the most piercing of glances just meet with dull stares.
There is no comment submitted by members.
Nobody bothers; nobody cares.
Like summers of hope fading into Septembers,
or flowers I’ve grown being smothered with tares,
I search and I search but, despite all my prayers,
I read once again, with a chill like December’s,
“There is no comment submitted by members.”
reality...................but this is life you can't control anybody
This was a good laugh - 'attention seeking' is a big magnet on this site.
How many times has that phrase been read with no one appreciating the rhythm within it. Another remarkable poem. Reading this makes me think I should read everything... everything, aloud. Thanks, Mike
here, i have one comment added here, Paul..Sometimes, i am hesitant to make a comment because i am not worthy to do so.There are many terrific and talented poets here, and i feel small and thought i dont have the right to..I also write here to please myself, a promise i made when i come back here. Great job you have done here.
I write for myself and I don't care if no one bothers. I write for myself and that's what matters. You must know that more than a few people here are rather interested in getting their votes up and are not here to read. So don't let them keep you down and keep on writing I am sure someone cares!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'll give you one - COMMENT