Linguere Is Back

I have been away for a while now. Hidden by schoolwork lately and can’t find enough time to come on here. I decided to experiment with poetry and have achieved lovely, not so lovely, and completely failed ones . I share this one I penned during a stolen 5 minutes in French class. J’espere bien que vous l’aimez!

LOST

I ask, but get no answers

I knock, but the doors are not opened

I scream, but my voice is not heard

I cry, but my tears are not seen.

I pray, but the Heavens do not open up

I wish, but the sky is void of shooting stars

I talk, but no-one seems to listen

I walk, but without destination.

I feel lost

I feel empty

I feel rejected

I feel destitute.

Hopelessness is what I breathe

It is the constituent of my tears

There is no-one to wipe them away

My closest have deserted me

Yet I still knock and still ask

I still scream and still cry

I still wish and still pray

I still walk and still talk.

My voice shall be heard again

Soaring over oceans and seas

Echoing over hills and mountains

When Hope finally smiles on me again.

MyzzDiamant
01/03/2011