Empty Picture Frame

Empty Picture Frame

A Poem by Kacee

No one seems to notice that empty picture frame,
the one that taunts me every day, its driving me insane.
They glance right over it as if its waiting to be filled,
but the person who filled that picture frame, was instantly killed.
Everyone seems to forget, that or they just don't care
they don't bother to ask about the picture that was there.
Instead they assume it doesnt matter, and walk right by
forgetting the man who left, letting his memory die.
Its more then just a empty frame, its a reminer you see
for when he left this life, he also took a part of me.
Everyday when you ignore the hidden picture within the empty frame
you ignore an enitre life's worth memories that will never be the same.

© 2012 Kacee


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What a well-written poem! Great description, and a very creative idea to get your message across to readers! Nice write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Phew after 30 reviews I finally get to ya! Thanks for the patience! I really like this piece I've had several losses like this myself so it really hit home to me. I'm adding this to my library if you don't mind :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


This really hits home for me. I lost my best friend and it seems no one talks about it anymore. I think about him almost everyday it seems. Thanks for this it was great.

Posted 10 Years Ago


big fan...

Posted 10 Years Ago


That's amazing. You're tresuring the memories of others while no one carries to acknowledge who was within the picture frame from the start. Makes you wonder why people don't take the time to ask who, what, when, where, how and why anymore. Regarding the lives of others that once lived among us. Keep nurturing your talent. You've got something very special.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on July 19, 2012
Last Updated on July 19, 2012
Tags: Death, Hurt, Pain, Picture, Empty, Forgotten, Memories

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Kacee
Kacee

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