Lost words.
Lost cares.
Lost memories.
Lost smiles.
Lost tears.
Lost feelings.
Lost worries.
Lost bliss.
Forever I will be your,
Lost cause.
Your poem has nine lost's in it. If you turn it around you have nine starting points or destinations which make you look at the sources of the words conected to your 'losses'. Words must be explored in their depths. Write another poem. It could turn out you will write about your findings which give a clearer representation of your voice/soul. I'm wondering if the source of your poem is your mother. Tell me if I'm wrong. Keep playing. The song will come. It will cry out of your soul.*
Amber, so much said in so few words. You definitely stuck the ending... really well done! Brian
I'm not sure is the last 2 lines were a signiture or not, buit that was a wonderful and creative idea! In one of my poems(that I can't put up because of some of the language) The signiture is 'Forever Yours... Always... Madame Lost Cause' I love this poem. That word 'Lost' just hits me hard. Thank you! Gabriela
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love it. Simple and very evocative. Sometimes less is more and this is a striking example of that. Esra Sloblock.