To A Person Who I Thought Cared (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)

Reviewed on March 26, 2005

Tinka
A painful sad poem of total hurt. I myself call them stepping stones. No one and especially one as beautiful and loving as yourself deserves for one second to hurt like this.
My love for you
Tracey xo

Reviewed by George Jackson

Reviewed on March 25, 2005

A lot of pain here, Tinka, and loneliness. I don't know who this is about, but I know the feeling well, and sometimes we can't always see an answer...sometimes there are no answers, but there is strength in you...and faith. With that, we are never truly alone. I will keep this.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 25, 2005

Well, I can feel your pain, Tinka. And, though this might sound trite, I can totally relate to your emotions and to the meaning within your verses. Love and peace to you. Regis

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 25, 2005

oh, this made me cry; i pray your pain ends soon! nobody shouldn't have to hurt this way; you are in my prayers!

((((HUGS)))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :( >tears <

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 25, 2005

I do not know what I did so wrong

Perhaps it's because you didn't do anything wrong, Tinky - and sometimes the answers we seek sadly never ever come.

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

Reviewed on March 25, 2005

Excellent work, a sad and touching piece.
Hang in there kid-o. Many have risen out of the quicksand of despair.

Best wishes

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

If J does not get the message, you have many friends, use them to lean on, I always enjoy emails from you...Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Hey sweet lady. Let me offer this, I feel less sorry for those who waste their love-than those who love is wasted on.
Which would you rather be?
I am so sorry if your love is wasted, but love could never be wasted on you.
:)
John

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

You Just Gotta Find Something Constructive To PRE-OCCUPY Your Mind Not Brain As You Write,i.e. Join Volunteer Groups That Helps Old People Or Little Children--Get Invovled In Something That Is Will Make Give You Gratification ...

You May Just Meet Dream Guy Of Your Life-Huh!

TRASK

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Blue moon, Tinka? Know all about that. At this stage in my life, there is really not one person I can count on. So I lean on the Big J.
Plenty of aquaintences, but true friends are as rare as the tanzanite from your beautiful continent. I bought a ring with tanzanite stones to remind me that in His eyes, I am priceless, even if the world regards me as otherwise. I can manage to emote anger fairly well, but I envy your facility for pouring out your feelings. What a release that would be! Its a healing thing. Remember, Tinka, that you are the Phoenix and you will rise up again out of the ashes...Luv, Linda

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Well said Tinka but take courage as others understand.

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

What we gunna do with you Tinky.

It could be worse, you could have useless rugger and cricket teams, oh yeah, you do, sorry. Well least it's spring, sorry wrong hemisphere.

Least you ain't got Camillia. Opp's commonwealth, you do.

It's not much but I care. socheeruptinkypinky. Someone called J, can't be very bright. Prefer the name X or even W. But J, looks like a T, after a night on the razzel..

Reviewed by Denise Edwards

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Oh! So sad! I feel the aching heartbreak here!

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Tinka,

An emotional roller-coaster ride for sure ... a deeply sad, emotive write that expresses so much and speaks so much; not only for you, but for many of us ... exquisitely written with your golden pen ... brillant my wonderful friend!!

Blessings,

Robert

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

A very sad write, Tinka ... You have expressed your feelings so beautifully ... I hope things get better for you ...

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

I know how you feel. Sometimes people just shut us out with no explanation. I consider it a form of controlling behavior, the silent treatment. Move on, Tinka. You don't need this person if they don't care enough about your feelings to tell you the problem.
Great write, btw. Good stuff with heavy emotional impact. ~~Nordette

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Tinka, there are no easy answers in this life. All you can do is feel proud in your accomplishmentss. I know how that isn't enough sometimes, but at least you will always have yourself. ~ Sara

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

sadness is apparent,

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Tinka..you will never sink because your heart is full of love and that will always carry you. Heartwrenching write.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Tinka I know how this one came out because I too am feeling very similiar feelings of despair and desertion and though I feel like a part of me has died I am trying to cling to the part that is still filled with love and life. Perhaps we can hold hands as the quicksand pulls us down.

Felix

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

hey Tinka!!!
Did you ever stop and think J might stand for Jerk!!

You are a sweet lady, I can see it from your words.......
hope all turns sunny for you, you deserve it........pax A

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

All I can say is, turn to the one who will

never forsake you, you are too vulnerable Tinka

and get hurt from those who only care for the moment.

You have to learn to do the same or keep getting hurt.

nothing is forever in this world!Especially in cyberspace!
Happy Easter!;-)

Sorry if I offend

love,

Eileen

Reviewed by Joel Raja Kumar J (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

Life is like that Tinka. Always hard for some. Cheer up, Not all is last.

Love from India - Joel -

Reviewed by Sue Hess

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

sad and heartfelt poem here tinka, i hope he gets the message

For some whispering words