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Poem Details | by Brittany Reynolds |
Categories: animals, death, nature, sad,

Abandoned Nest

Premature gosling, broken from the egg,
gasp for breath in primordial refuse.
Blindly search for your absent mother’s leg;
shiver until death’s caress sets you lose.

Poem Details | by neil dinoy |
Categories: funeral, lost love, me, heart, heart, me,

Feels Abandoned

I feel so abandoned, When you left me alone. So sad.. So sick.. I want to find you quick. Even if I know you will never come back again , ... But in my heart your always been stayin'. I don't want to have anything , Because of you I have everything. But when you left me standing , I have now , NOTHING . Tears in my eyes falling , And my heart is fast bleeding . Remember me always and forever , And I will not erase our best memories , NEVER..!!

Poem Details | by Sharon Fallis |
Categories: death, nature, nostalgia, time, world, old, garden, old,

Abandoned old Garden Gate


Beneath the Brambles on rock walls end
there lays a stately old garden gate
Lost to the world of traveler's friend
no longer there to accomadate those late

There lays a stately old garden gate
rusted and unhinged where it did fall
No longer shiny nor standing sedate
but laying against a bottom of the wall

lost to the world of traveler's friend
useless once and for all, disintigrate
None to repair its rusted lost trend
and by others to lay there postulate

No longer there to accomodate those late
still hidden where it dropped and fell
Dead to the world of the poets fate
lonely, forlorn, left in morpheus's spell

Poem Details | by Janet Anderegg |
Categories: childhood, death, history, people, sad, social, urban,

Abandoned Children (besprizorniki )


roaming the streets of Russia 

no mamas to love 

bereft of humanity 

a million beating hearts sigh

Poem Details | by millard lowe |
Categories: abuse, analogy, animal, death, environment, fate, nonsense,

abandoned trunk

there laid the old gray trunk
never to hold a thing again
there in the wet soil
a sadden decaying lump
laying in the soft gentle rain	
lifeless without coil

gone are the traveling memories
and self gushing showers
leaving only companion ivory
to be tombstone flowers

thus is the sad fate
of a great regal elephant
victim of greed’s sake
and man’s pleasure hunt

Poem Details | by Domi Marchewka |
Categories: caregiving, death, faith, loss, lost love, love, nostalgia, recovery from..., sad

Lullaby for the abandoned


Lullaby for the abandoned  

When you wish upon a star 
Naïve – as if you were a child
Don’t hesitate – And from afar
You’ll  still hear bells of hope that chime.

Each single night you put yourself
To bed and cry yourself to sleep
Whish silently upon a star
And hear the clouds 
That with you weep.

Each tearful morning you wake up
And miss the warmth she gave to you
Pronounce your wishes -
Than look up.

Maybe the memories
Will come true…

Poem Details | by tom bell |
Categories: allegory, angst, death, history, mystery, places, sad,

Abandoned Place

Empty for centuries
Forgotten palaces of those
Long forgotten themselves

But the city remains...
Abandoned, yes..
But by the wisps of past doings
Etched into the forever
Vibrations that falter not,
But resonate with deeds...
and history,

Home to no one...
save the ghosts
of those...
Still attached...
in spirit...

How many cities,
How many worlds,
Are home to but
Memories unremembered?

Poem Details | by Marianna Burns |
Categories: break up, depression, grief, loneliness,


The quiet cuts deep in the emptiness that is remaining

Leaving only the ache of what’s pertaining

To the bond that was once shared

A romantic tryst that is now impaired

You left without a word

Not even the door to be heard

I sit and wait for your return

With only time to burn

Knowing like in the past

Only the loneliness will last

And I am once again left behind

Abandoned to my own mind

Poem Details | by Larry Bradfield |
Categories: death,

An Abandoned Quest

Today I hear a clear sound coming forth
A scraping of shovels digging my grave
I abandon my quest to save this Earth -
One tear falls - it was never mine to save

Taken From: A Scraping of Shovels
Contest: A Scraping of Shovels
Sponsor: John Lawless