Here, I would rather see this is a homeless child of yours who's frustrated because he lost his track to home and is searching for the road.

But I'm sure it's a bout a lover. And home is you, your body, your flesh, your mind....

:D Rock N'Roll, Meme!

WOW!

Meme, this was awesome!
I imagined you telling this with a soft voice.

Definitely worth my nomination :)

First line combined with last line makes a qoute of life. the wish to find home or guide someone home, and then the personal need to free, well done

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Ole

Meme, you have done it again. You have made my heart completely melt. <3

I may be totally wrong, but the way I interpret this is.... that two people met online, talking and how you truly connected... you knew each others inside... and then by the end of the poem, you two finally meet and you are 'home' ... seriously beautiful and I think a lot of people will be able to relate to this!!

Adding to my favs!

Oh my, I mean oh my gosh, this piece is phenominal. Nothing, no piece, ever has made me think so much about the truth unseen with words, no matter what those words may be or may mean. I'm amazed by the simplicity of this piece and its ability to leave me speachless. I ean it has taken me at least thirty minutes to try and write this comment explaining that it deserves more than a round of applause or an award of some sort. It is one of those pieces that as many people as possible should read. Its one of those pieces that you don't really see coming and that you're not really sure which way it will turn. It is creative. It is hopeful. It is sweet. And above all, I cannot find a single down fall to the piece. Not a single thing I am able to find that would need change. Excellent job.

I tried to reassemble the beats
of your heart, while you filled the
missing parts of mine. Although
we never met, never felt how it's
like to be in the presence of one
another you still knew every little
thing that made me "me" and I felt
I got you all..

An excellent write..meme.

Congrats Meme!!

Can't believe I missed this what an amazing write

There is nothing else to say a worth winner

Awesome

Congrats! I love this piece. The diction you've used makes me think that this was written from personal experiences and it felt so overwhelming - as a reader - to read this because it felt like you just opened up; you simply let it all out. And sometimes that is what we all want to do; what we need to do, really. To perhaps, heal and move on?

"Words can lead a strayer
back home, but they cant
fill the missing void buried
underneath ones' flesh. It
takes much more than that .."

I'm not sure strayer is a word, perhaps stranger? The imagery and message here has a sad tone to it. It makes me think about these people who've gone astray. Sometimes we see homeless people or seemingly lost people and we can't just tell them to go home. Perhaps they choose to be astray, they prefer being lost, abandoned, forgotten because home doesn't feel like 'home' anymore. Beautiful start, Meme.

"Then a path chained your
world and mine. I thought
you'd stray away at one
point in time, but instead
we both found a new form
of addiction down that road,
to be attached mind and soul
to each other."

This introduces hope. It also is quite romantic. Sometimes all it takes to be happy and keep away from depression is finding that person; the 'one'. I love how you wrote 'a path'. It shows that it was by chance that they met; coincidence. And it sort of made it all the more romantic, all the more reason and determination to keep that bond/relationship strong and alive. Sometimes those things make people want to hold on much longer.

"I tried to reassemble the beats
of your heart, while you filled the
missing parts of mine. Although
we never met, never felt how it's
like to be in the presence of one
another you still knew every little
thing that made me "me" and I felt
I got you all."

Yes, strangers can oftentimes heal us instead of the people we actually know. Perhaps because we are afraid, or rather, dread what closer people to us would think/feel? Friends, families.. there are things we dont want to confess to them; things we don't really want them to know. fear of judgment, perhaps..

"But then again words cant do it all."

I like how you secluded the echo of the title. It made it more powerful; more impacting, more memorable. Perhaps this person tried to heal you with words as well. But they cant. At least, not this time.

"Ithought you only wanted
to be loved, to feel safe, and
feel needed. But little did I know
Oh how little did I know!"

This is so lovely. The cadence. Repetition at its best. The tone, too. Very smooth and poetic.

"It wasn't until in my arms
when I held you for the first
time; I realized that all you
wanted is simply to breathe."

There is realisation, and understanding in the end. Perhaps it was a lack of trust which slowed down the relationship at first. But now.. there is.

I'm not really sure if my interpretation is correct, but I just get lost whenever I read this piece. It's beautiful. Keep writing.

Well done and congrats to one of my little club of awesomeness

(just a made up thing in my head where you, POTP, everlasting and wildflower reside)

Congrats Meme...Such an exquisite piece.
So beautifully penned.

You deserve it, girl.
xxx

Missy this was an awesome write :-))

Im so glad you won it was well deserved xx

I can see why this won!!!

Congratulations hun!!! I loved reading it.

I could feel my heart praying that the two people who are meant to be together find their way to each other's arms. I was reading it and thinking this was beautiful and the words were heartfelt and true.

Awesome poem hun

x

Thanks a lot for the comments guys! I appreciate it :)

Congratulations, buttercup!

Okay there is so much to be said about this poem, but again, words can't do it all, right? ;)

I want to comment on many things but I just can't find the words to say them. It's like anything about words and silence leaves me speechless, because silence and words are always fighting to get to you, and you, being the battlefield, end up jaded.

I love your opening stanza, I could read this poem over and over again just to get to the opening stanza in and out.

Your poem felt so warm to me, I think I've written or read something similar, I'm not sure. But issues like these never get old, because everyone's got their own struggle with words. I guess we writers breathe writing yet words in most cases choke us.

Lovely write sweet =)
Shine on~

Loved reading this poem.

I remember reading this the first time round, I don't think even then I could appreciate how wonderful this write is, I love how it is so unpredictable and earnest, it is one of my favs from you and im so glad I was perusing and re-read it. You have such a natural ability to wreack havock with emotions in your writing.

Such a great write :)

I remember reading this the first time round, I don't think even then I could appreciate how wonderful this write is, I love how it is so unpredictable and earnest, it is one of my favs from you and im so glad I was perusing and re-read it. You have such a natural ability to wreack havock with emotions in your writing.

Such a great write :)