Where did she lose herself?


No matter how hard

she tries

this thing floats

to the top

it won’t stay down

just won’t let up

(it’s aim to drown)

***

So many years

shes’ dealt with the hurt

gone for a while

comes back for more

***

it started long ago

many paths

she’s traversed

since then

so much hurt

many men

***

the quest for love

started early on

it was not meant

for her she learned

when she was so tender

so young

***

she sought

high and low

when family failed

she looked to others

mostly male

***

Each one carved

from her heart

a small piece

never caring

what they took

from this lovely woman

so like a piece of art

***

so certain

it was she

she gave more away

til nothing was left

but a shell

hope now bereft

**

she still

seeks for love

they take

what they can get

though beauty

youth and self

there is nothing left

Author: moondustwriter

Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. In 2019, we started working with an E. African team developing elementary curriculum for African children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children who want to learn. As a bio major and nurse, it is exciting to use my knowledge to encourage young minds to love science. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - thanks for stopping by.

8 thoughts on “Where did she lose herself?”

  1. An interpretation:
    For some strange reason, these thoughts/words remind me of the music and lyrics of “Sophisticated Lady”. Because in the end, she sits there in the bar, and the barman (which used to be me) could only observe her life (as you describe somewhat) and all she had energy left for was to….cry.

    In that line of work, I met many like your woman-what a pity, what a shame.

    Off topic: Is there a way I can access your comment area without each time filling out a form with my email, website, etc.? There has to be an answer, but I don’t even know the question–grin!

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  2. This poem is filled with pain and sadness…a searching for true love that most elusive of all the nature elements…but more valuable than gold….a very strong poem.

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  3. I know someone with the same experience, except the ending. There was a different one of healing and self love that expanded her love to a higher level. Her path changed to one of giving love to help others. That was her calling, one of empathy and love.

    Beautifully written, Moondustwriter.

    Peace!

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  4. its so sad isnt it…a lot of girls are forced into this way of life…i love the way u’v expressed that…
    btw belated happy bday wishes to u:)hope u had a great time:)

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  5. Well now, there you are! I wanted to return your much-appreciated visit to my blog last week, but your Blogger profile didn’t give a link. Now, through the talented Ms. Talon, I have found my way here, and so, though late, thank you for your visit!

    This poem is a special one, and I think probably tells a lot of women’s stories, in small or large part. Thanks for sharing it with us.

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