Best Lost Poems

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
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Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.
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Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd, I'm losing my breath.
Lost as a boy, lost as a man,
I need to grow up, don't think I can.
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You lose your love for her and then
It is her who is lost,
And then it is both who are lost,
And nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be.
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I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
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A door just opened on a street-
I, lost, was passing by-
An instant's width of warmth disclosed
And wealth, and company.
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Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted.
From that water of life he is in a state of elation.
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A stone I died and rose again a plant;
A plant I died and rose an animal;
I died an animal and was born a man.
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To purses of leather
one lost its skin
One lost its feather
to hats and decors
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When the creation was new and all the stars shone in their first
splendor, the gods held their assembly in the sky and sang
`Oh, the picture of perfection! the joy unalloyed! '
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The heroic stars spending themselves,
Coining their very flesh into bullets for the lost battle,
They must burn out at length like used candles;
And Mother Night will weep in her triumph, taking home her heroes.
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On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time.
But it is never lost, my lord.
Thou hast taken every moment of my life in thine own hands.
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Was there even a cause too lost,
Ever a cause that was lost too long,
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During the battle of the Somme, France,1916, the British
British sustained 60,000 casualties on the first day.
Torrential rains turned the battlefield into a quagmire.
In one month, the Allies advanced five miles at the
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Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
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I lost the love of heaven above,
I spurned the lust of earth below,
I felt the sweets of fancied love
And hell itself my only foe.
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I can't remember,
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He is the light of our lives.
Through the the day, through
the night. Opening our hearts and
bringing us sight. When we've lost
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I wandered lonely
in a crowd

despite a host
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You are not beautiful, exactly.
You are beautiful, inexactly.
You let a weed grow by the mulberry
And a mulberry grow by the house.
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Last night, your long-lost memory came back to me as though
Spring stealthily should come to a forsaken wilderness
A gentle breeze its fragrance over burning deserts blow
Or, all at once be soothed somehow the sick soul's distress.
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The lonely landscape whispers of itself.
Yesterday's shadow overtakes the field.
Lost in such thoughts we wonder what to do?
Bones are not strong enough to turn sunset.
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(dedicated to Mr.Esa-Pekka Salonen, a gifted conductor)

frozen zephyrs blow softly
grey leaves sway tenderly
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The glamor of the sun on old tin roofs.
I wonder why the moment seems so lost?
Long shadows follow summer into time.
The taste of going is the taste of wine.
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I am your beloved, lost in your love.
For long, my heart is longing for light.
Oh! You are my light; you are my sky.
My mind is flying like a dove in a joyful flight.
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A knowledge if shared,
likely grows to abundance..
if keep to self will be lost!
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I lost everything when i lost you.
I lost my life when i lost you.
I lost my senses when I find my self in a deep misery.
I lost my pride when I lost my potency of loving you.
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He lost his money first of all
And losing that is half the story-
And later on he tried a fall
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Happiness is elusive like the wind
Coming and going like migrating birds
And sound of echoing peals of church bells.
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Ricky was 'L' but he's home with the flu,
Lizzie, our 'O,' had some homework to do,
Mitchell, 'E' prob'ly got lost on the way,
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My heart sobs
Harping on the past
A lost moon
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Except the Heaven had come so near—
So seemed to choose My Door—
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I lost my mother
I lost my father
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There's some that ride the Robbo style, and bump at every stride;
While others sit a long way back, to get a longer ride.
There's some that ride as sailors do, with legs, and arms, and teeth;
And some that ride the horse's neck, and some ride underneath.
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Lost in thought
Lost in pain
Lost in fear
That you can never retain
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Alien streets where
he wants to get lost

Woman`s veins which he follows
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He has lost him completely.     And now he is seeking
on the lips of     every new lover
the lips of his beloved;     in the embrace
of every new lover     he seeks to be deluded
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This day you left me
And spring lost its flower forever
At early spring, young called never
Again in a low silent day,
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I lost my friend a week ago
I lost her in my living room
If you listen really really close
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</>Once I was sitting alone, , wondering the beauty of nature
It was raining, and the thunder was breaking up the mountains
I was frightened, , i lost my mind, I scared of my coming future
I lost the way to my home.. I ran away under the rains
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I SING what was lost and dread what was won,
I walk in a battle fought over again,
My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;
Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,
They always beat on the same small stone.
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Today is the day
I wanted so much to say
Thanks for the tears
Thanks for the fears
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This is to the motherland,
Where I am born.
This is to the teacher,
Who taught me nothing.
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if I survive will I still be me
or will I be that empty body
the empty body I so fear of becoming
no one will be here to pull me rubble
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It is dusk on the Lost Lagoon,
And we two dreaming the dusk away,
Beneath the drift of a twilight grey,
Beneath the drowse of an ending day,
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Lost words.
Lost cares.
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Quest of dreams in old tale,
Of towering ideals once heard,
Lost in the ceaseless time travel,
Dreams turning stale and cold,
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When I see the lark joyfully moving its wings against the sun's rays, and falling because of the sweetness that enters its heart, ah! a great envy comes upon me of all those who I see happy. I am astonished that my heart does not melt with desire.
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In another dimension
Still on my own feet
But somewhere in mind
Deeper at heart
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My blue butterfly has lost its way
It fluttered and flew when trees swayed
Now no more are found around my garden
My blue butterfly's heart has hardened
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In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
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By one step two steps
I walk thousands of miles
Now on to another millennium
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Feather light wings that float softly through the air tickled by specks of dust.
Bright white light inflamed with pink and laced with gold.
Raising flowers, changing seasons,
singing in high pitched voices that only children can hear.
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In this world all the flow'rs wither,
The sweet songs of the birds are brief;
I dream of summers that will last
Always!
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It’s a warm summer night,
warmer still where she is,
lost in awhile ago.
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Valley of hope!
Understanding life! !
Lost lives! ! ! ! !
Coronavirus is the key;
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Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold,
With stiffened smiling lips and cold calm eyes:
Changed, yet the same; much knowing, little wise;
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Hole in one record

Broken thirteen times, no more,
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Seen the cut surrounded by dry blood. Must have irritated it through the crashing all around me. Wipe it dry, clean, but where’s the fun in that. Avoid exacerbation yet still suffer in excess.

Why not make the pain, the sorrow poor out, hopefully there won’t be anything left inside. Gripping tightly, stab the wound over my heart back open; rip back quickly to greater irritate the skin.
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The Lost Sheep

I know a shepherd
who always counts his sheep
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Lost in the vortex of my thoughts
Seeking a vision that got lost
Fire consumed or a lost monsoon
Parched earth awaiting a boon
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Lost my voice in New York City
never heard it again after sixty-seven
Now I talk like you
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When trust is lost, how can things move forward?
When love is lost, how can friendship remain?
When hope is lost, living remains awkward;
When fairness lost, most men could turn insane!
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Almost yesterday, those gentle ladies stole
to their baths in Atlantic Cuty, for the lost
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lost my place in queue
never meant to be
in the public's view
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Since I lost you, my darling, the sky has come near,
And I am of it, the small sharp stars are quite near,
The white moon going among them like a white bird among snow-berries,
And the sound of her gently rustling in heaven like a bird I hear.
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One day when you lose the one you love
The first thing you will do, is look into the sky above
Ask the lord why he had to take them away
But you will know, you will see them someday
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I am lost
I cannot be found
I am trapped in a labyrinth
With no hope of rebound
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lost in poetry
wandering
where to find her
lost in poetry
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Trust, earned or lost
Do you have it from the beginning
Do you earn it
Does it take long
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Something I got
Something I lost
Secretly I cried a lot
Thinking about what I had lost.
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I lost the big game
I am counting lesser losses

15/1/2010
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The price of fame
Was lost back then
And then regained
When artiste died
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This sunlight shames November where he grieves
In dead red leaves, and will not let him shun
The day, though bough with bough be over-run.
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I see these city lights and flashy cars
These beautiful women lost under stars
These daughters and sisters and mothers
These lost women
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Those who have several wants and wishes to accomplish
Often when they start their journey do notfind the way to proceed

Like the boat when surrounded by the storm
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Mountain flowers open in our faces.
You and I are triply lost in wine.
I’m drunk, my friend, sleepy. Rise and go.
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In the torrential rain
all is lost

except her crying
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know not why we ran away from home lands,
know not how to fit in the new lands!

in the depths of our hearts still there must be a beat,
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Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze, and tinsel,
Flitting out of the shadow into the spotlight,
And into the shadow again, without a whisper!-
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O My songs,
Why do you look so eagerly and so curiously into
people's faces,
Will you find your lost dead among them?
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I live here where it happened
Revolution burst from these mountains
Rage took over the men
As the enemy took our land
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When love is lost, the day sets towards the night,
Albeit the morning sun may still be bright,
And not one cloud-ship sails across the sky.
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...that I am lost...
I hid for so long who I am
and had to pay the highest cost
for what cost could be more dear
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My eyes were gathering over the vale,
Where I saw a sky is dressed in rags
And it has almost lost its azure flags.
Those broken clouds, asudden, in a gale
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Lose the day loitering,'twill be the same story
To-morrow, and the next more dilatory,
For indecision brings its own delays,
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I am a lonely Bird

I am a bird lost in space,
I am lost within my dream,
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Remember that breakfast one November —
Cold black grapes smelling faintly
Of the cork they were packed in,
Hard rolls with hot, white flesh,
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I played goalkeeper.
I coached high school soccer teams:
I lost interest.
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Oh sweet memory,
my heart breaks deep inside.
Oh sweet memory,
it's you I'm trying to hide.
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I am a solute,
a heart,
and I have been dissolved
in a solvent,
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Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze, and tinsel,
Flitting out of the shadow into the spotlight,
And into the shadow again, without a whisper!--
Firefly's my name, I am evanescent.
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I stand and listen, head bowed,
to my inner complaint.
Persons passing by think
I am searching for a lost coin.
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