Now when were you sitting in my house looking out the window? |
by Dreamofolwin
A superb poem by you Sylvia. One of my fav. of yours. So well written & expressed.. I love it. Thanku for sharing it with us. |
Sylvia, this is maybe one of my favorites from you. The beginning had me feeling sad and the end was marvelous. Great piece. |
by Cindy
Sylvia |
Hehhe a sad smile or the cold and living past , or just anoher forgotten leaf of the fall , maybe just the fake colors of b&w lie , still not much inside of the outer surface of the inner emotion under the dry skin , |
Wow! This poem is so beautiful and I really connected to it on another level. The title caught my eye and I loved the message and content of the poem... I love how there is hope and happiness in the ending because that's what we all need sometimes. I love it. Great job! |
by Brix Ambray
Nice sad poem..very good |
by NightFlyer
Your poems mirrors emotions I've felt, watching the world seeminlgy passing by from my window, with cars filled with people totally indiffferent to anythng but themselves. It's very sad to feel so cut off from the world, and your poem portrays this very poignantly. |