When Happiness Left

When Happiness Left

A Poem by Passionate*
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This poem descries one's emotions who loses his/her friends. Friends whom he/she loved dearly and would have done anything to save them from a storm risking his/her own life.

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            ‘ When Happiness Left ’

 

 

                           Years passed, days flew.

                           And I quietly awaited,

                           For a special day,

                           For a special change.

 

                            When it came,

                            Thunder stormed, wind blew and trees shook.

                            But I still kept quiet, for I feared the change.

                            I feared what awaited me.

 

                            Later though, fear became a ridiculous concept.

                            For the change had brought happiness.

                            I laughed to my heart’s content.

                            I played hide and seek with joy.

                            I sang, loving each word that slipped through my mouth.

 

                            Alas, I was happy!

                            I slept free of nightmares, dreaming happily.

                            In my dream, I met a garden.

                            A beautiful, green lawn stretched infront of me,

                            Bearing wild flowers.

                            Each flower was different in their own way.

                            They left me unable to speak, astounding me by their wondrous beauty.

                           

                            When the sun’s light shone on them,

                             They danced, they sang, they played and they laughed.

                             The flowers shared my mood.

                             And so we quickly became friends.

                             

                             Suddenly, a storm began.

                             Much like the last one, but this time it was much more fierce.

                             I ran to my friends, to protect them.

                             But I was too late.

                             I screamed with pain.

                             I cried with sorrow.

                             I wept and wept.

                             What had I left to do?

 

                             Happiness left.

                             And when it did darkness swallowed me.

                             No light shone through, and I was lost.

                             Will this nightmare ever end?

  

© 2011 Passionate*


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The changes occurring in the narrator's mind can easily be related to. It's beautiful and can create a vivid picture in the reader's mind effortlessly. Nicely done!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wonderfully written, great description so I am able to picture it in my head, Nice flow, overall, amazing work! Many, many people can relate to this feeling, they forget all about whatever was worrying them, then it comes back to haunt them later. Great concept, and I will say one last time that this is an amazing piece of work. Keep Writing! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


many people can so relate to this feeling especially if you feel like this i love it this is amzing !:) keep writing :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


this was so nice
and the feeling was shown
i loved this ,and usually dreams ends but nightmares never end ..

Posted 13 Years Ago


You started with a refreshing image then all turned around. "Happiness left. And when it did darkness swallowed me." At last a question mark. I liked the whole concept here. It's an evocative poem. I liked the use of words also. Nice write. Keep writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Powerful emotions! Very nicely written with wonderful imagery and detail. [I like this, very nicely done!}

Posted 13 Years Ago



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