Lament of the Lost
A poem for the puzzle pieces I've lost.
In the quiet realm of forgotten spaces,
Where shadows dance in desolate places,
I was a part of a great design,
Faded and forgotten, no longer do I shine.
I once embraced the warmth of connection,
Now I laments in silent introspection.
Amidst the dust and echoes of despair,
I yearn for the touch with whom I’m paired.
I was a vital part of a masterpiece,
A fragment of joy, now lost in release.
In the mosaic of life, I had a place,
Now I'm adrift in this solitary space.
My edges are worn by the passage of time,
A poignant symbol of a paradigm.
In the puzzle of life, I once had a role,
Now echoes of my absence take their toll,
I sigh with muted hues,
My chorus of loneliness, deep and true.
I ponder the days when I fitted with grace,
Now I’m confined to a solitary, empty embrace.
About the Creator
Nicole Gibson
Running on coffee and true crime.
I am passionate about self-development and personal growth. I find immense fulfillment in the continuous journey of learning, honing new skills, and embracing personal evolution.
Comments (1)
writing was outstanding.