Saddest Song of Old

Why do we never seem to want what we have....................

Do you find yourself holding on to nothing
With absolutely everything you have
So afraid that you will lose
What you never had

Are you just letting go of everything
You have found so easy to obtain
While crying out for that
You wouldn’t want if gained

Take a look at what you have
Listen to its song
Perhaps you’ll find it’s the very thing
You’ve wanted all along

If you find you’re never satisfied
With anything you hold
Then your heart may be singing
The saddest song of old

 

Reviews

[Arthur Henn]

First of all, I really like the photo you chose for this... The lady on the beach and the baggage along with a note in her hand.

Ever since I began writing I've learned to let go... The pruning of the rose has produced new growth. But I still have the roots of all the weeds that still keep wanting to come back. Maybe one day I will reach down deep enough to get them all by the roots and let all what I want to say flow without any restrictions. But in the mean time I will keep what beauty and secrets of the past they have to offer as they do help keep the soil moist for a longer time some times producing a wildflower or two my heart never wants to let go of.

Great poem hear Neva... A lot can be said of its words you have written.

[Pebbles]

It is sometimes difficult to know why people act as they do, and fear can keep us hidding in shadows of our own desires unable to create the world in which we so need. Good write Neva and very thought provoking .... hope all is good in your world

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Very emotional and so well written.
i loved this, especially the last stanza.

[VelvetRosetta]

These words, spoke to me! I believe I am singing the saddest song of old..
Beautiful writing!

[Art Sun]

This is a nice work...you bring out those emotional thoughts of which we or so many of us have either felt or gone through...life is as illusional as it is at times ellusive ...

nice...

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

how I love your poetic parable~ I see it is a seed planted in the subconscious with little flowering vines tweaking moments into clearer prisms~ a loving mantra gently placed in the observer's hand without being preachy~ very much the feel of a hand on a shoulder unobtrusively guiding~

[EverEmma]

Very rich with depth and power. I really enjoyed this. It is truly a life changing poem. :)


-EverEmma

Great stuff!

[Color Me Gone]

This came out at just the right moment in my thinking. Lovely, Neva. Thank you.

[sammyj]

Wow! I reread this like 100 times and just to get my mind to wander to really hear the music to the song, and you know I heard it. I really like this.

[Iota]

Pearls of logic you are spreading around the Cafe today. Its hard to look at ones self with clarity of what is really going on. This is a great write.