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No One Listens Anymore...
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No One Listens Anymore…



Shhh…
I’m trying to tell you something,
But speaking was always hard,
There was always too many people talking,
And no one listens anymore…

Listen,
I’m trying to tell you something,
But my voice is too soft,
And you are always talking…

Hush love,
My heart is breaking,
My tears are drowning me,
And I need someone to listen,
But you are speaking when I am,
And not hearing a word I say…

The world’s gone too quiet,
I can’t hear anything,
What happened to the birds?
Why aren’t they singing?

I’m trying to tell you something,
But I keep losing my train of thought,
My voice has left me,
And my pen has run out of ink…

I tried and tried,
But it’s over now,
I’ve gone quiet again,
The pain inside is eating me alive,
But that’s okay,
It didn’t matter anyway,

Cause no one listens anymore,
And I’ve shut the door…


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 Reviews of "No One Listens Anymore..."
Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader)
Reviewed on February 3, 2004
Painfully accurate write

Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on February 1, 2004
So very true...I went to the city the other day......and I could almost hear the lack of birds.....sooooo sad.

You wake up people with your writes....that's a great thing.

ty, Dani

Reviewed by Christine Morell
Reviewed on January 30, 2004
Beautifully expressed. I love this.
~Chrissie

Reviewed by Jim Dunlap
Reviewed on January 30, 2004
What a tragedy. Yes, you are right. No one listens.

Reviewed by andrea coltman
Reviewed on January 30, 2004
Enjoyed this...best wishes Andrea

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Reviewed on January 29, 2004
Excellent write.....BHUWAN

Reviewed by jude forese
Reviewed on January 29, 2004
disturbing, accurate message expressed powerfully ...

Reviewed by SilverCeltic Moon
Reviewed on January 29, 2004
I really loved the lines all through, but the last two clinched it for me...awesome write! ;) Silver

Reviewed by Leysa Lowery
Reviewed on January 29, 2004
Nicely done -- I think you are worth listening to!

Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
Reviewed on January 29, 2004
excellent!!

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on January 29, 2004
A great poem, if you find someone to listen you have found a treasure.

Reviewed by William Bonilla
Reviewed on January 28, 2004
a sad write,
written by one of the best
I love your work
enjoy reading it much

William

Reviewed by Michael Morash (Reader)
Reviewed on January 28, 2004
Perfection.

Michael

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray
Reviewed on January 28, 2004
This is ONE sad poem. the visuals that I got are super fantastic.
very well done!

Reviewed by Sanil nath (Reader)
Reviewed on January 28, 2004
This is an excellent write ...


Reviewed by Dale Clark
Reviewed on January 28, 2004
This is so good. Great.

Reviewed by M Flack
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Your poetry speaks more then anyone could ever express. The pain and angst is very real. Well said and very Gothic in nature...

Reviewed by Lynn Barry
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Sometimes you can be in a crowded room and still feel lonely and alone...but us readers in the den listen...and care...this is a powerful piece..

Reviewed by Sheila Jones (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Retta,
I feel the hopelessness and pain in your words, truly powerful!
This is a premium write!

Love, Sheila

Reviewed on January 27, 2004
(((reindeer)))

*tears* excellent, truthful write

i'll hush, so you can talk--i'll listen (((HUGS)))

love,

karla. :(

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
YOU Got That Right!!!!


TRASK

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
'Tis one of the worse feeling of total frustraition, written in real style!

Reviewed by George Carroll
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Sad write but exquisitely done

Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Heartfelt and sad write, Reindeer; but beautifully penned! Well done, my friend!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(

Reviewed by Calendula Petal (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
the sad part, is that this is true. Takes a wonderful piece of work like this to jolt us into realising it.
Such a moving piece.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Retta you penned a real heartfelt very well known emotion and

frustration...i know this all too well girl!!

Best of luck and warm huggs dear friend!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Rein,
This is painful and I can relate no one listens that pic girlfriend wow...

HUGS and Love
Peggy

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Reindeer..this touched me to the core...I have felt this way....and awful feeling it is..you have penned it so expressively...I agree with Jill...God will always listen...great writing from you again...floria

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
It is so sad when we cry out only to have no one listen, or so it seems. God always listens, but sometimes, it does not seem that He is enough to solve the worldly shame that we often feel, even though, it's true that He does hear.
Take care.
Great write.
Jill :)

Reviewed by Donna Quesinberry
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
interesting - likening the death
conversations with life

thanks,
d.

Reviewed by Trixie Love
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Hi Retta,
We must be on the same page
this morning... :)

Superly done!!!


Hugs,
Trixie :)

Reviewed by Andi Chrisman (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
are you inside my head? You always write how I feel. :) Another great one Retta!

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Been there. Great write!

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Very true in many a case
They only hear what they want too.
Well penned Rein

Reviewed by Mr. Ed
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
You pen this write of loneliness extremely powerfully, Reindeer.

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
An excellent depiction of lonliness. Great job. Lisa

Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Reminds me of Simon and Gurfunkel number..sound of silence//people hearing without listening...

Reviewed on January 27, 2004
Maybe you are talking to the wrong people or person? An excellent and insightful write.

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2004
This speaks of a special kind of despair, and speaks
it well, Retta!


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