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Write a poem on the theme of 'Lost and found'.

Competition Info

Sep 2, 2024 to Sep 15, 2024
59 Entries
Top 10 writings

Dear Aurelia,

I hope this letter finds you well

If it could find you at all

that’d be swell

You see

I worry my carrier pigeon may fall

Or fly into a wall

Or be spooked by a hawk’s call

As I imagine what could happen

I pray that it will not

For then the feelings that I have caught

Those that my heart dies to express

Would be lost, to my distress

Lost like how I had been

before you know when

I m...

"Hello everyone and welcome to my show",

Spoke the bearded magician with a little red bow,


"Have you noticed my act has started already?"

He said with a grin while keeping hands steady,


"Id like to begin with an announcement from the staff",

He pointed over to a large box on his left,


"It appears their lost and found is full up,"

"So if you're missing anything like a wallet or cup. . ."

...

Did you forget?

Tucked under a sweater

Not your favorite, but it used to be

In that box you never visit

In that corner you never think of

Covered in dust

and losing what lasts of me

You left me here


Did you forget?

Perhaps you had lost track of me back then?

Or had you been looking ever since?

Was I so replaceable?

Was I something not worth finding?

You would stay up all night looking for a pen...

I’m a person who shelter suffering with a lie so no one stops to pry or try and fix my brokenness .


Am I brave or a coward ?


Dealing with my thoughts alone with only shattered pieces bought but still I stand through every battle I faught , Do I absorb to sink beneath my thoughts


Am I strong or fragile ?


You see my happiness was temporary a feeling I struggled to carry . Love is something yo...

The sun beams in the sky

baby seeds scatter and fly

the wind carries them to their home

where they will learn to become grown


until the clouds converge

and rain will submerge

the breeze will turn fierce

and children separate from peers


one will fall amongst the leaves

and will soon misperceive

that he will grow the same trees

but he will soon be displeased


the shells crack and out buds soar

spr...

I’m holding you

in my arms

Lay my heart and soul

At your feet

Shallow breaths

Lips are touching

Please hold me

Please

Yo quiero

Mi amor

You never understand

Because love

is not your language

Or

I’m holding you

I’m holding

I’m

So alone

And I can’t seem

to find myself

Is like looking

for a needle

In my arms

I’m holding

I hope no one finds me as I

lay with my true love

Don’t look for me

Quier...

Lost is quiet. An empty medow.


Found is loud. The rejoice of a shepherd.


Lost is small. A lamb, far from its flock.


Found is large. The shepherds embrace.


Lost is sad. Hopelessness that blinds the way back.


Found is joy. The relief and love of that who cares for it.


Lost is shaky. The lambs unsteady legs as it travels further and further away.


Found is strong. The shepherd’s arms aroun...

I thought she was gone, the girl in my heart.

She was happy and nervous and awkward and charming.

She knew how to have fun, her smile disarming.

She took on a challenge, faced it head on;

Whether sports, games or homework, she said “bring it on!”

I thought she was gone, the girl in my heart


I thought she was gone, the child in my soul.

Diving deep in her thoughts, full of curiosity and wonder.

...

Have you seen her?

The girl that was just here?

Do you know where she went?

She was just here

I swear

But I can’t seem to find her.


She must have gotten lost

To a dream,

One she has had for ages,

To dance with the stars

And sing to the moon.

She was always wandering,

Ya know?

Maybe she went to the forest

To sink her toes into the

Untouched grass

And forage in the dirt.

She so did love the flow...

We wander lost within oursleves,

When we’re without

The lost red mitten.


To lose it all,

To find our voice

We lose again,

The warmth of choice

We fall.


To find it through, the tunnel out,

_We must dig with one hand cold._


Numb can fall the line to heart,

Like a lost left mitten.


Wandering with one hand cold,

Gripping numb

Lifes’ handle hold,

We fall.


To find again, our line to heart,

_We mus...

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