Once

Once having been a young beauty,

resentment had now pinched her

features and aged her by decades.

The gripping tightness around

what could not be had

changed her into something

repulsive and somehow alarming.

She had given up a life that had

limitless possibilities instead to

isolate her focus on another.

Someone who carelessly

used her and she thinking

it was affection, ended up devoting

the rest of her life to emptiness–

her days spent endlessly waiting

and hoping for that which would never be.

Now she spun lies and spoke words

of fantasy, too ashamed to admit

even to herself the daydream

that her life had become.


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  1. Powerfully sad tale you weave,hun! Good stuff!

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  2. It’s an excellent poem.
    I believe a great many people end up in this situation.
    Terrible really,
    Really well put across in this though

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    • I appreciate your kind words here, Richard. Thank you so very much. And I agree, too many people end up in this scenario.

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  3. awww. how sad… I echo the words of artswebshow comment too.

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  4. sad but true how most of us ended to wasting the time…beautiful poem! 🙂

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  5. OMG!!!! I am crying like a baby,,,,OMG!!!!!

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  6. hope for a rebirth…

    well done ..
    have fun!
    😉

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  7. This happens so often and it is so sad. We women often lose ourselves as we focus so much on others. Beautifully expressed.

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    • Yes, we women seem to be more susceptible to this malady–so sad when it happens.

      Thanks, Lolamouse–I appreciate your kind comment.

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  8. Very nice and heartfelt poem, it says so much and brings forth a great deal of emotion – always a nice trait for a poem!

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  9. This reminded me of the movie Sunset Boulevard.

    And also, when some are younger they want to become adults so fast, and when adults they want to become young again.

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  10. Beautifully, sad…emotionelly charged…. one word – excellent!

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  11. Beautiful poem and it is so sad how potential and happiness can be clipped in the bud. Thank you. Also I love the name BodhiRose.

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    • Yes, that bud can be nipped at a young age and then your life can just kind of spiral down after that–tragic.

      Thank you for the nice comment, Andy, and loving my name too.

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  12. This is sad!

    Been there.. but was quick to spring out of it. Although I am still spinning and yet to find a base. Till the time I find a ground to stand at, the consequences would keep haunting my state of being..

    I know it’s over 🙂
    – Smiles –

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    • Yes, it’s sad.

      When caught up in this type of scenario, it can leave us reeling for a long time. Just feel grateful that you escaped, Olivia! You will find your footing again–because you are looking for it. 🙂

      Love and hugs…

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  13. you nailed me on this one gayle- encore encore!

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  14. Very nice, Gayle, I love the story told and how it showcases how lives, sometimes, are wasted. The photo is perfect, too.

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  15. Oh Gayle, fine poem, sad story. Probably more common then we’d like to think.

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  16. A.B. Thomas

     /  March 5, 2011

    Sad yet brilliant write

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  17. whatta touching piece… very well expressed

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  18. This has to be one of the most poignant pieces of writing I’ve come across. This will be one I’ll return to time and again.

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  19. the sadness haunts your poem.. it is so difficult to break free of such a relationship

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    • Yes, we can sometimes get so enmeshed with another that we forget the value of our own lives. Tragic really.

      I appreciate your visit–thank you.

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  20. Wow Gayle! What a vivd picture you paint. And what a true story for so many women. GREAT JOB!
    Here’s my rally entry- http://mysticmarleei.wordpress.com/2011/03/05/341/

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    • Thank you, Marlee–I take your kind comments to heart–I really appreciate your words for me.

      Happy Rally–and thank you for your link. xoxo

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  21. this was painful gayle. very painful. how people use others, waste their lives and then leave them and move on.

    hope everyone who is wasting his/her life for a noncaring person reads it and moves forward.

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  22. So sadly, this speaks to me more than I would hope it would…you nailed this one!

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  23. We all daydream, young or old… And if life is sad, better daydream! Being used is a very different aspect. Anyway, your poem is an invitation to think…

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    • Yes, we all daydream but when our entire life is based on wishing or hoping it could have been something else (or with someone else) that is where the sadness lies.

      Thank you, Seabell, I appreciate your visit and comment.

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  24. Woof! What a powerful piece! I really liked your line breaks – they give the read more depth. Such a tragic subject and one that too many unwittingly fall into. Having ‘been there, done that’, I can say you captured those emotions perfectly with this. A hard lesson to learn that a person has to be 100% complete, in and of themselves, and that no one other person can ‘complete’ you. 🙂 The image was very appropriate too!

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    • Thank you so very much for your lovely comment. Yes, a tragic topic that I’m sure most can relate to on some level. Best to be completely whole on our own and have people in our lives that can complement us but not complete us! So glad you like this.

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  25. Gayle, I love the poem and the image, very appropriate.
    I also agree that it’s better to break free from a hopeless relationship.
    But I also wonder..May be it is worth keeping if there is even a little ray of hope, a certain degree of uncertainty that makes one believe..Or is it just a mirage..
    Anyway, thanks for sharing a lot. Means much to me.

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    • I’m so glad you liked this, Yelena. There can be a fine line between feeling hopeful and hopeless–sometimes it will waver between the two feelings from day to day. But I would say that if you find yourself consistently unhappy or somehow being controlled by someone else’s wishes over your own…maybe time to move on.

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      • It’s very true that line is very elusive when there are no certain answers. ‘One hope is too like despair…’, as Shelley wrote. And sometimes there are bonds between the two which don’t let go because of light and memories associated with them…Too close to heart.
        Thanks for your reply, Gayle, keeps me thinking and trying to revaluate things.

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      • You’re welcome, Yelena.

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  26. jgavinallan

     /  April 25, 2011

    Even if you devote only a small part of your life and love to “isolate her focus on another”—It still hurts.
    Your words are filed with not anger, but hope. Hope gained that past experience will lead to a bright future.

    Jaye–piao liang(beautiful)

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  27. So very true–even a small span of time can hurt. We can always hope that we will learn through our experiences and have a better future–there’s always the ability to bring change.

    Thanks so much for visiting and leaving me this thoughtful and kind comment, Jaye.

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