Restless river, sparkling sea
Tell me what I ought to be
Standing upon the silver sand
Searching for a long lost friend
With the waves crashing at my feet
Just one person I’d like to meet
Bring him back to the shore
And everything will be like before
I shall greet him on his way
Without any further delay
And that moment shall forever last
Without any fear of the past
Rising river, soaring sea
Help me bring a change in me
Sighing upon the silver sand
Help me find a long lost friend
It was the saddest year for me when I lost 3 friends in a year. This is a powerful poem.
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Thanks a lot
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Friends are the most precious things in our lives. Missing them is the worst feeling, as if a part of you has been emptied. Beautiful. ♥
I’d love if you can check out my writings? Your feedback could be sooo helpful to me bc I always wanna get better, and some day as good as you
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Thanks. I’ll get to that
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This sad poem reminds me of
“I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart. That’s how it is with us. It’s a shame, Kath, because we’ve loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can’t stay together forever.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go
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Nice
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But the ending of the story is not ours, and not one who loves life, I pray.
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Hopefully
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one can be happy , one can be full of gratitude …don’t mind my words Frank , but I would like it if you write about the happiness in your life too , we need to truly feel gratitude to feel happiness , one day I would like to see you write about cheerfulness , lets be happy for today , now …and I am your friend 🙂 I pray for you let the bird of cheerfulness make a nest in your heart.
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I’ll heed to that
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I think a lot of people can resonate with this 🙂 nice writing
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Thank you
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I’ve enjoyed you poems, now here is one of mine.
What You See
What you see — when you see me
is not the me — I seem to be,
Lines and blemish, — shapes of face
do not convey — the life I raced.
You cannot see the child that once I’d been,
the teen gone bye, adulthood’s gems.
Nor can you see the joys I’ve known,
the pains I’ve shared, — or love I’ve sown.
Though in some lines you are sure to see
the smiles I’ve shared and tears some gleaned,
Though miles and miles and miles of lines,
conveyed expressions of good, bad or happy times.
This is not me, — not all in one,
for I am much more — than this visage sum.
So what you see when you see me
is not the me — my life complete.
In all candor the one you see
is the fractured image you want of me.
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Wow. This is so special
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Glad you liked it. God Bless!
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Peace and love to you
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I really like this, there’s a calamity in the rhythm of the words. I would remove ‘And’ from ‘And everything will be like before’, replacing it with a comma at the end of the line above, or perhaps a hyphen. ‘And’ isn’t adding anything significant to the poem, and is only making this line quite clumsy. Otherwise, I enjoyed reading it :).
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Thanks
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I like the slant rhyme between sand/friend. A stirring touch!
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Thanks
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Omg!!! 😍😍😍
This is so sweet…. It just reminded me of my friend. Not that he’s long lost… But still…
The emotion is touching 😍😍😘
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Thank you
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sometimes, that long lost friend can just ,be your own beautiful self…
have a lovely day Frank ! 🙂
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Thank you so much
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for what …
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For wishing me a lovely day
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My husband would do anything to bring his best friend back. His passing from a mountain bike crash accident was unheard of. My husband still blamed himself for not asking him to do thing together that afternoon!!
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Peace and love to you and your husband
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Thank you kindly. I’ll relate you kind words to him!
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Welcome
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Oh, I could have written this. Reading my thoughts tonight.
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Oh nice…
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Well, missing a friend kinda sucks. But it is nice to feel that others feel like I do.
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We’re in the same boat
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I don’t know your situation, but what do we do? If we are missing someone, do we reach out? I mean, why keep missing someone if it can be avoided? I don’t know. In my case I don’t want to be overbearing. But like your poem says, “help me bring a change in me”, maybe (very possibly) this is all in me. That I’m the problem and causing my own problem.
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The friend must be worth suffering for
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Meaning to continue the suffering until they are ready? Or reach out not knowing if it will cause more suffering? This friend is definitely worth it, but how to know whether they value my worth in their life? Or even want me in their life?
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I guess time would give you all the answers. All I can ask of you is to be patient
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Yes, patience is difficult for me. Especially when I want people I care about to know they are valued. I don’t ever want someone important to me to think otherwise. What if they are gone tomorrow? I have lived that nightmare and wish to never do it again. So patience can be difficult.
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Be optimistic. Time will deliver all the answers. Don’t let the the thoughts of a hurtful past haunt you
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Very true. I am generally an optimistic person. I really do pick out the good in situations. But you are molded by your past and mine very clearly taught me not to take people, time, etc for granted. It made me the person I am to be myself all the time, speak my truth, be grateful, all these wonderful things. It just also made me realize that time drops through our fingers, which sometimes causes impatience. But you’re right, the present is the important moment. Not the past.
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Peace to you, my friend
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