Lost

Hi I''m JOVIE, if any of you had a confusion between slaughtered and delight let me tell you something: What it is about (this verse) a person who had happiness slaughtered in his/her mind, a person who never had happiness.

hello!
I'm Allie, and I'll be your reviewer today ^^
My thought's/comments are in #FF0000 "> Red.

A distant gleam in the rippling waters
Here I see, upon a steep, moss cliff
There is no sound, only the slosh of the waves merging along with the solemn slience. #FF0000 ">I adore these three lines. It gives me a clear vision of serenity and peace

As if something lost, forgotten for a long time.
Nature’s beauty.
A shedding teardrop slidding#FF0000 "> (Sliding) down a grief-stricken face. #FF0000 "> I love this, too. The metaphor and the comment on Nature's beauty are so very true.

The unknown wail of a child.
The cries of the mother.
As if something lost, never to return. #FF0000 "> Unknown wail of a child? What about "The wail of an unknown child"? The one you put down is a little confusing ^^

A life worth stars of millions.
The hollow sound when you enter that breached house
Where nothing lies but the sorrowful await of a wilted soul#FF0000 ">. I know you tried to mix it up there, but I think you should have stuck with "Millions of stars". It makes it easier to process.

Steps of killing creeks, one who has lived poorly and merciless#FF0000 ">ly
As if something lost, slaughtered in one’s mind
Days of delight and elation.#FF0000 "> Maybe it's my spacing, but we go from slaughter to delight... Confusion...

The smile spreading out across the cheeks of a new mother.
A child held in one’s cradling arms.
The birth of a new relationship that would last for years #FF0000 ">Babies are getting a little overused. This is the second time you've mentioned them; However, these lines fit, so I would leave them as they are.

The joy sinking into a lovely melody
As if something lost, but in upmost joy. #FF0000 ">Another nice, simple, ending. Just how poems need to end