In their

spilleronsheet

Youthful her days 

in full bloom 

wearing the tiara 

tiara of dreams 

the gown of vigour 

and the heels of speed 

 

she moved in full sway 

Assisted by her state 

holding the sword of peace 

The book of liberty

as she reads 

ramming the environment on screen 

the managing of money in accounts 

here goes away her teens 

 

scarred are the feet

broken are the heels 

torn the attire 

blemishes with struggles on her sleeve 

burning is the flame 

the flame for survival 

tiara which mounted 

turned to be pricking 

 

 

lost is her health 

lost the book of liberty 

 

in the myriad of ambitions 

on a complex path 

She holds the war on peace 

louder are her screams

 

nothing;

but just a moment of breeze 

to sway in full moon 

dancing on her feet 

the black swan on streets….

 

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  • dusk arising

    That lady of liberty gifted by the nation of France to a victorious North america. A great symbol of freedom through the years, now scarred with many sorrows where endeavor has met with disappointment and today do we fear disallusion as freedom itself is threatened with planetary destruction by yet another mad man.
    Freedom is born of love..... let love prevail.

    • spilleronsheet

      Well spoken sir
      Very beautifully connected with the history
      And another dimension was opened
      The beauty of writing and reading poetry very well written
      Thanks a lot dear Dusk for such a beautiful interpretation

    • Neville


      What an amazing journey you have invited to take your readers on today dear spills .. a journey deceptively deep and dark and mysterious .. a journey that may be viewed in so many different ways .. the life story of a woman, a country or nation ........ of beauty and longsuffering and so many more things ........ a great and memorable poem as far as I am concerned .... Neville x

      • spilleronsheet

        I am overwhelmed dear Neville…it’s a pleasure to get praised for the inked and much more when somebody takes interest to interpret the piece at its core…the beauty isn’t the poetry but those who read it….you truly justify “beauty lies in the eyes of beholder”
        Thank you so much dear Neville

      • Vamsi Sudha

        Good one, but very sorrowful to read ! Was it imaginary or implying any situation ?

        • spilleronsheet

          It was an amalgamation
          External always have the effect of stirring inside
          What happens outside, often we start looking that inside as well
          Maybe reflecting in ourselves
          Maybe showing how dark the world is
          And no denial it’s really dark in the world today
          From pandemic to war

          • Vamsi Sudha

            True Spiller, Life's tough times.

            Tough times don't Last
            But, Tough people LAST forever. !!
            Nice eye depicting poem !! Wonderfully woven as usual !!

          • Rocky Lagou

            "The black swan on streets" What a message! This poem is so evolutionary as we're following this development of the tiara-wearing speaker. So lovely and the execution was glittering! 💖✨

            • spilleronsheet

              Thank you so much dear Rocky
              You saw a different version of the poetry
              The evolutionary process
              Nice perception

            • Rozina

              You have encapsulated the dark and painful time we are in. Stunning lines.

              • spilleronsheet

                Thanks a lot dear Rozina
                May darkness dispel soon

              • FallenAngel1🕊

                As I read,I couldn't help but think of what I heard in the news 2 days ago. They're saying "What's happening over there can lead to WW3." Your words can certainly be interpretated in many ways,but I think you've depicted the dark times we are in at the present time with pin point precision. Well exicuted.🕊🌞

                • spilleronsheet

                  Your right dear Fallenangel
                  It truly is dark days
                  I hope light shines soon
                  Thanks dear Fallenangel for stopping by

                  • FallenAngel1🕊

                    Always a pleasure Spills✌️🕊🌞



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