Quiet Applauds – Poem
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About The Realization Of Age
Between the false
And pretty lies
I found myself
In neverending sorrow
That brought me back
To memories and lines
I drew between my fingers
I am not afraid
Of empty hollow
That once was
My beating heart
Now transmuted as ice
After the breaking
To find my time
In quiet applauds
I lost my feelings
Because there wasn’t
Even one sincere soul
That came to save me
When I did need it.
I used to be lonely
From all wicked games
That lately found me.
I drank my rose wine
That faded slowly
As my current will for life.
So many flirty people
Who were around me
Not even a single one
Came to try me.
They didn’t mind
To have the glass empty
With a laugh of time.
It’s like the moving sand
That eats the last drop of
My mind’s broken angel
Who was the savior once?
I thought is normal
When I am down
The closest one to feel me.
But there was no one
In the forgotten bar
Of shared mementos.
I have so many frames
With pictures that look like me
Smiling without a doubt
To put on a Venetian mask.
I maybe am not the beauty
That makes forever draws
Between the rejections
Behind the fear of cries
I thought I was not alone
Because I used to say it
To people that didn’t care
For me and looked for a better
A place to hide their irises
From my mystic looking
Because I was lied to, in a blink of an eye
By everyone – from friends to baes.
Tonight, it doesn’t matter
Because I went far and out
To search for the answers
That lay before my vision,
Staying forever close to the heart
People that used me for a glide.
And accidentally, I decided
To stay alone in my coffin
Of stolen emotions and advice
Because the pain sometimes is unbearing
I do not have more tears to cry
They all dried out.
I keep my living lonely,
With the distractions by my side
In Quiet Applauds,
I am officially on the alley that’s blind.
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That Poem is a long story short of my life until now. I often check Facebook’s banal thoughts on famous people. There are so many lies that blind human sight. But there is also a lot to dig into about them regarding psychology.
People should think because that makes situations easier, but sometimes it doesn’t help. Sometimes two personalities don’t click in friendship or romance. Then, that becomes a road to hell, covered with good intentions and rosy promises, filled with emptiness.
I totally related to the first 2/3 of this. After that I think you and i had some different experiences. But for a while there, i was right there with you. I recently wrote a short poem over at miraquill. It basically described my loneliness and how over time I just got used to it. Sad but true.
I understand you, my friend. Did you publish your poem? I want to read it. When we have been heartbroken, rejected or disappointed, we become lonely and expect the next pain unconscious. That is the place we need to work out on our mind and brain. I also used to loneliness, doing everything on my own without a companion. Then, I stopped looking for people by my side. But there’s a tiny voice in my head that hopes. When everything is gone, the hope brings light and self motivation.
Well, I published it on another app. If I could copy it over here. Well, hold on. I think I thought of a way.
Here ya go:
Once upon a time
I was sad, depressed
Felt I was all alone in the world
Felt I was the lone piece that does not fit
I sat and cried to noone and nothing
Noone seemed to care
They still don’t
But somehow I’m fine with it
Loneliness
You get used to it
It’s true you get used to be lonely. But, for the protocol , there is always at least 1 person that cares. It’s sad your story and true, but do not give up hope. I am with you virtually and care even if I am not physically with you. Try to smile more and look for the hope. It’s always there.
Soon , I write a post for social writing publishing platforms, it’s obvious my articles list.