Lyn Paul

Gold Star - 42,275 Points (17.03.1965 / Mt. Barker S.A)

The Outpour Of Grief For Those Famous - Poem by Lyn Paul

A Public figure dies
The Social media go wild
The out going love flows through the branches
Sent for she now gone
The pain, the loss
For the family
For fans
Social media grows
The deceased never saw the love
Never saw the out pour of grief
Now being sent
Why did this person
Not hear
Not feel
The love
The love through the branches
Feel the pain being left behind
The broken branches
Out pouring grief
For yet another life lost
Through depression
If only we could repair these branches
Some public branches
yet so, so many are private branches
One day at a time
The out pour of grief
We all feel it

Copyright Reserved May 2014

Topic(s) of this poem: celebrity, death, depression, fame, pain, suicide

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem for this beautiful lady Charlotte Dawson. Who took her own life through depression. Charlotte was a TV personality in Australia and too young to die. If only there were more resources for depression.
The public are always saddened when they hear tragic news such as this. RIP Charlotte. xxxxxxxx

Comments about The Outpour Of Grief For Those Famous by Lyn Paul

  • Valsa George (3/3/2014 12:59:00 AM)

    There is no use in our outpouring of affection after death... If we could show a grain of affection to people while they were alive, many depressed souls languishing without love and care could have been saved! Great write! (Report)Reply

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  • Dinesh Nair (2/28/2014 9:32:00 AM)

    Lyn, your poem is a simple and authentic view expressed and the out pour of grief for those who are famous has to be there just for sake of the breed of those surviving like the parasites. The genuine tears are often shed by most of us to compensate for what some may do to our chagrin.

    Mr Paul Brookes has just made a comment of his own and the same does not reflect anything related to the common judgement criterion applied to your poem. We all share here a wider platform and our poems can boast of variety themes and are full of inferences to life all across the world. We are not judged at any micro level on the basis of a poem that may not be liked by an odd visitor. Our fraternity is more important over the PH.

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  • (2/27/2014 2:13:00 AM)

    even the archest enemies sing paeans in favor of the dead!
    great write, Lyn.

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/24/2014 11:59:00 AM)

    A Beautiful poem Lyn. Very true said, if we could repair those branches struggling to overcome grief...Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing with us. (Report)Reply

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  • Hazel Durham (2/23/2014 11:23:00 AM)

    So true Lyn, when it is too late the outpouring of love starts, if only we could help people with depression to let them know we care!
    Powerful and very well written poem!
    Whenever you are over in Ireland I would love to meet you Lyn for a cuppa! !

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, December 18, 2017

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