
Silent shelved hopes
and bitter tears;
lifeless and disfigured
by mascara smears.
With gloom-wrapped shoulders,
she reaches out a hand,
but the majority pass by her,
and few can understand.
So she sits in stilled anguish,
waiting for a promising sign,
but the world is relentless
and only seeks to undermine.
She realizes she’s a burden,
another rift in society.
And so she sits and languishes
for all she’ll never be.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/homeless-beggar-woman-poverty-cry-3584319/
Writing prompt: A bottle of hope sat on the shelf
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This is so touching Michelle and truly tugs at my heart strings. Life isn’t always fair and people feel so broken they don’t always reach out. Sending a hug to all of those that suffer today. Nice poem💖
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That’s so true… thank you, Cindy. You’re such a caring person and you always leave me with a smile on my face.
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wonderful! I really enjoyed reading this! ❤
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Thank you, Carol anne ❤️
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for sharing 💫
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you have a great day!! xoxox 😘💕🎁🌹
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Thanks! Hope you are too! 😃
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Have a great 4th of July holiday!
Chuck 😊💕🌹
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You too!💥🎆🎉💫🎇🇺🇸
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Michelle, you captured this woman’s plight very well.. In the volunteer work I have done with homeless working families, primarily mothers and children, the degree of PTSD in the mother and children is significant. As for younger women and teen girls, they need to be guided to shelters designed for them and paired with a clinical licensed social worker. Being alone on the street is not a recipe for improvement chances. Keith
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Thank you, Keith. I once started a place to help the homeless and it was the most rewarding thing I’ve ever done. And now I look back and wonder where those people are. They became like family to me.
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You are to be commended. Thanks for your efforts. Keith
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Oh so touching. You make me want to give her hug and tell her how amazing she can be. Don’t give up, Baby girl.
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Thank you, Oneta… ❤️ Spreading kindness is the key.
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Just if the majority could read your so beautiful poem to remember kindness not violent ignorance,
just if she herself could read your so sympathetic & compassionate poem, too;
we could have another kind of world.
Thank you to remind us with your elite pen.
Much love, ❤
– Please, correct my comment if I’ve made any mistakes. Thanks.
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Thank you, Gol… I was thinking that myself. If only we could have another kind of world. ❤️
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So touching and so true!
many of use will never be what they feel like they should. While we all matter for ourselves, it can be hard to make the entire society notice our value.
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Indeed, Inese… if only we could change this. People like you are making a difference though. ❤️
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