Missing

Days upon days

No clues

Not a trace

Someone lost

 

No witnesses

No foul play

Lead after lead

But nothing there

 

Time running out

Chances are slim

Of being found

A mystery is looming

 

 

Will they be found in time

Or will they be gone forever?

Reviews

[redzone]

liked your poem, it allows the imagination to roam inside what it means, this missing... from things to people and sometimes even ourselves... ---redzone

[Hatchling]

thank you so much