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Solitude

Solitude

She stands alone, curtains drawn
her door is locked
not even the birds come to flock
she has a snake, of course its fake
as she sits there hoping someday it will wake

what's made her hide away from the world?
she once was a talented poet

the words of others played on her mind
she had so much baggage
and could no longer find
the road that led her to poetry

she listened to others, who wanted her gone
green eyed monsters jealous and wrong
so now she’s alone
but, her mind still has the power
to write her poetic songs
 
the beauty that’s inside her
she no longer wants to share
she’s closed the door on poetry
it’s left her in despair

but locked inside, never to be heard
just seems like such a crime?
no one gave her a chance
she sits alone, and cries

only she can hear the music
she stands alone to dance
writing poems and fables
in her poetry ridden trance

unsure of how to break the spell
in hope someday, someone will care
It's such a loss and so unfair...

this talented poet will die there.
 

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Marion

A wonderful image you have painted here with clever words Shirley, I am left with the remnants of a sad and delicate creature that I want to hug. Great work x

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Shirley Harrison

Awe thank you dearest Marion, it's one of my very first poetry writes. It's evolved but the theme has forever stayed. Thank you for your compassion darling. 🌹 

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Bernadete van d...

Lovely and strong poem, Shirley.

They can break the artist's brush
and steal the poet's ink,
but can't erase the spark in her eye
nor stop her soul from reaching the sky.

I think I just wrote a poem for you. Lol!

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Shirley Harrison

You did, lol and very nicely done, hey I just reviewed it too😂  thank you for coming by to my scribbles dear Bernedete 🌹

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