Abandoned Writers Cafe

Empty rooms in empty halls.

Accounts silent - long abandoned

the words bankrupt

vacant fronts of creativity 

washed over; hollow; run down.

Verbs sway on rusted hinges

the strains of old poems

cross pages like tumbleweeds.

Profiles shuttered - desolate

unopened for years, collect dust

while messages to forgotten friends

go unanswered

Pinned to a page 

like wanted posters

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I still visit the profiles of old friends here, some that I know seldom if ever, revisit the site. Others are departed from life itself. I revisit their comments on my posts on other sites as well. I'll find one and say, well, wasn't that nice? This is eloquently poignant. I enjoyed and I relate. F.

[Relic]

Thanks for reading, Fabian. :)

[Red Brick Keshner]

As do I. They are like monoliths on a partways barren land.

[zaisham9393]

I agree with you but we still have so many amazing writers like you :)!
This one is great and thank you for sharing this :)!

[Relic]

Thank you. (face is red) :)

[zaisham9393]

Lol ..you're Welcome :D!

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Oh! This is very touching. Although, I myself visit the cafe less these days, abandoned accounts feels so sad. Like a happy child left orphaned all of a sudden.
Nice work sir!

[Relic]

Thank you.

[Skib]

Brilliant poem that we all can relate too however As long as someone holds a watchful eye, nothing truly remains abandoned.

[Relic]

Thank you.

[Skib]

Not at all.

[Katerina Grev]

Always sad to see people move on and leave, especially without an explanation and without a trace. Can make it hard to trust people. Well written.

[Relic]

I agree, thank you.

[Jibey]

So it is in the online world... so many brace efforts, so much disappointment, transient flowerings that wilt in the heat.. This is a well conceived poem, written with perception and effective use of images..

[Relic]

Well said, thank you.

[Gee]

People come and go, the last post for some death itself, but life goes on.

[Relic]

Thank you.

[William Liston]

I love this poem. I'll often get sad thinking about my friends who've left this site. It's not so much that they're gone (although that's bad too), but more that they left without a trace. This poem captures that feeling perfectly with its analogies. The last couple of lines speak volumes. Great work!

- William Liston

[Relic]

Thank you.

[emmajoy]

Waving, here... still. People disappeared, some without a word, other's sick of health, others sick of erratic techno usage, different reasons.. often sad. Sometimes tis like the good old days, sometimes not.. it's life..

Truly hope you pop in again and search for old friends who thought you'd gone to the moon. Happy landing, hope you stay. :) Emma

[Relic]

Thanks so much.

[emmajoy]

Welcome... people still come and go..

[emmajoy]

Here again, still or trying. The world has its own excuses for coming and going, as am sure you know. Perhaps more of us need to write, catharsis cure-all at such times.. who knows.

[Patrick]

well i came back! there is hope when there is still a domain name in use!

[Relic]

hope springs eternal, thank you.

[Enchanted-Raven]

Very true, expressed so well as always... :) x

[Relic]

Thank you Tina. :) x