Poem -
The Forgotten
Alone it sits within four walls,
No one visits, no one calls,
There it stays all alone it be,
With no one to call and no one to see.
It has many a story but nobody to hear,
It’s been hurt so much, ‘‘tis people it’s fear,
For a long time it’s sat all alone watching close,
But this poor forgotten has no purpose.
Time passes by and so do the others,
It’s loneliness so strong, in fact it smoothers,
The forgotten grows weary of its void where it lives,
But still no invite, for nobody gives.
It’s plight will continue as others still pass,
This poor forgotten with a heart of glass,
Must sit and smile and make all believe,
It was it’s own fault,
by it’s hand,
this did weave.
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hi Lucy my name is is Linda i can really relate to this poem i too have felt this
kind of loneliness but there is a better place to spend my time in this world besides
feeling forgoten there is a song i like called i am not forgotten God kows my name
i am not forgotten is on youtube the salvation army sings it it is very encourging
anyway i just like to see people happy not sad good write linda j wright.keep
writing it will bring you places you long to be .
Thank you Linda xx ❤️❤️
Well written, I like the personal depth to your write ???
Thank you Wayne!! Xx ❤️❤️
No problem Lucy! ?
Hey LUCY!!!.....I REALLY like the way you use 'The forgotten' as a singular character...... but the inference that it is a mighty representative of the All!!..... it sets the tone for a VERY haunting loneliness that is agonizing its way through existence!!........ well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered girlfriend......TRULY & HIGHLY creative!!.......ALL STARS!!.... well done dear poet sister!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo
Thank you so much Tony xxx ❤️❤️❤️