A Lonely Figure.

I saw her crying in the park
A lonely figure in the dark
Her tears they fell upon the ground
Leaving patches wet and round

This fragile figure wracked with pain
Sobbing now without refrain
Of my presence unaware
Venting feelings of despair

An empty pushchair by her side
And then suddenly I realised
I knew I could not intervene
Upon this sad and grieving scene

And so I walked into the night
My heart felt heavy for her plight
Then in my mind I made a cross
A silent prayer to heed her loss.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-02-23 at 09:59

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John Ashleigh
Sympathy doesn't always come across as helpful or friendly. Sometimes talking to god can help the messages blind itself and do better for the tears thats been shed.

Good, understandable write.
2006-02-28


Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
A compasionate thought portrayed so very well. Great flow and metre as allways.
2006-02-25


Malin Johansson
This was a very beautiful poem...
2006-02-23


Black Knight
Again wonderful writing. I'm not surprised...
2006-02-23


Zoya Zaidi
Slowly and gradually it comes across,
Your compassion for someone else's loss,
That when you see a human being grieving,
Their grieving brings a memory of your own to you,
FILLING YOU WITH INFINITE SORROW!

((((((((HUGS DEAR GRAHAM))))))

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-02-23