Sometimes
I see myself as just a mother.
I pick up a smile on my shoulder,
Carrying my day only with a motherly feeling.
Sometimes
I see myself as a shy girl,
Filled with imagination,
Brighter than the oil lantern hanging from a low ceiling
Covered in the village's fresh air.
Sometimes
In the layers of walking on a busy street,
I see myself empty, trying to figure out the meaning of life's duties.
Yet, constantly, in and out of my existence
Enriched with love and life
I see myself as the keeper of my destiny
A teacher for my wisdom
A friend to my loneliness,
A lover of my poetry,
With hot blood running freely into my veins.
Shahla Latifi
December, 2024
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Author:
Shahla Latifi (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A really lovely read, thank you
Thank you very much.
You are very welcome
Love it
Thank you, Tony36.
You're welcome
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