Barbara Writes

Dec 07, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Barely Living

Barely Living

Believing in you, I
Aimlessly fell
Ridiculously in love, my
Eager thoughts chase after you, you
Left me alone in my sorrow while I clung to
Your memories good and bad

Losing you, my love
Is like a million deaths of those crying, my
Voice of reason escapes flowing forever
Into a sea of tears where there is
No more sunshine of words for me to
Glean the passion we once shared

— Barbara Writes, Dec 07, 2008

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins, Shakespeare, , Emily Dickinson, , , Whitman, Jess Tapper

Critiques

Rett

17 years 6 months ago

bowing deeply

Ah, m'Lady Barbara, 'tis passing fine thy words that doth rend the heart like cruel sword rives the unmailed breast. Forsooth, mine eyes doth tear and run like the sorrowful river that wends the way trough barren land. Fine write as usual my friend. Respectfully, Rett: "For all you Scrooges who don't like Santa Claus or the true meaning of Christmas, BAH HUMBUG! For the rest of you, MERRY CHRISTMAS!" Rett

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

thanks rett

Enjoyed your poetic response glad you like it. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

zarul

17 years 6 months ago

barbara

losing somene we love is not something that we can easily cope with. this poem shows it all with beautiful comparison. i love it. full of poetic voice. HUG ZARUL

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

zarul

Thanks appreciate you reading it. glad you enjoyed. I wrote this as away to overcome being annoyed with life it self. I was trying to get the poetic juices moving again and out comes this. writing makes me feel better, releasing me from that blocked condition i sometime find myself in. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 6 months ago

Barbara,

Love is all those things, the good the bad and the lesson that is forged in the solitude of pain. "why do we fall? so we may rise again!" love will renew even in our most saddest time love finds a way back into our soul. For me that's the beauty of love, it never gives up in our deepest of hearts! thanks, Eddie -You've read the Habit which I posted here. the Dark side of love.- "I love animals, their just like meat"

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

thanks eddie

appreciate you reading and commenting Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Linda Moses

17 years 6 months ago

Barbara

Enjoyed this one. I did stumble a bit on the word ridiculously. Maybe it is just me.

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

linda

I don't understand why it stumble for you, but thanks for reading and commenting. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

leonard daranjo

17 years 6 months ago

Hi Barbara

Your poem, very eloquently expresses, that depending on a person for his/her love could lead you into treacherous pits of emptiness and loneliness. Yes, the very same person who once gave great joy could cause great sadness. The angst you feel is very well communicated. Leonard

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

Leonard

Thanks for the kinds words, your comment is so true. glad it came across so eloquently, as I was in a low state, feeling blocked poetically. I fought through it and here it is, in the spotlight. thanks to all for voting. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

Rett

17 years 6 months ago

Congrats Barbara

Another well deserved spotlight. Respectfully, Rett: "For all you Scrooges who don't like Santa Claus or the true meaning of Christmas, BAH HUMBUG! For the rest of you, MERRY CHRISTMAS!" Rett

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

Rett

thanks for saying so. I was pleasantly surprise when I read your comment. Respectfully Yours, Barbara

weirdelf

17 years 6 months ago

Barbara babe,

you never fail to surprise. You seem to be really working on finding and expanding your poetic voice yours in awe, Jess "They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety" Benjamin Franklin, wonder what he would think of the Patriot Act.

Barbara Writes

17 years 6 months ago

Jess

thanks glad to be making a difference in poetry. thanks for all your and others help. Respectfully Yours, Barbara