Book & Rebel Writers

*Lost and Turned Out*

In a world so cold,

Searching for a way out,

But finding no stronghold.

Caught in a web of deceit,

Trapped by the lies,

Here's a poem from my collection of writings. "He Pens" In shadows deep where echoes sleep, A tortured poet roams, He sings of her, the muse that stirred, Through whispered words and tomes.

Gray-green eyes like seas untamed, Dark blond hair, a flowing tide, She graced his world, and breath was stilled, Each glance, his heart’s wild ride.

With every note of "Landslide" played, His memories would ignite, Her laughter bright, her fleeting grace, A beacon in the night.

The mountain of his heart, it crumbled, Under the weight of her goodbye, She vanished like a fleeting breeze, No word, no trace, no sigh.

The days, months and now a year have passed, and still he dreams, Of the day she turned away, A younger love, a fleeting touch, In his heart, she’ll always stay.

Welcome to the "Poetry Exchange: Words & Wonders"! This group is for all you poetry lovers out there. Soon, we will have live poetry readings where we can all share our very favorite poems—those we have written and poems by our favorite writers. Join us in celebrating the beauty of poetry, sharing your creations, and discovering new favorites together!