I wear my heart on my sleeve pastel silk
antique pearls around my neck
sometimes suffocating me
I am not broken
I have lost
I have hurt
... deeply
Like you,
I have really good days
and on some
I get weary
I am not broken
Just a little bent
My mosaic pieces
Shine like the stars
I am strong
some days
are just
emotional,
and that's ok!
- Author: Alta H Mabin (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 8th, 2020 13:55
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 51
Comments4
Well said Stay safe
Thanks so much. Stay safe too. Poetic blessings.
Good write Alta.
Thank you, Orchidee!
A poem about someone who has learned how to bend with the wind I think Ally. Your usual high standard here, well done.
Ex animo, Alan
Thank you so much lovely Alan. Love your wonderful feedback, as always. x
I cannot precisely pinpoint the underlying theme of your poem more accurately than the quote of Charles Dickens, ''Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but — I hope — into a better shape.''
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