Realisations

Laydii

I've seen many roses
But why is it that every rose I pick out
Only has thorns on it's stem
You've only ever seen my back
No, you refused to look me in the eye
No doubt those daggers belong to you
The daggers that damaged my spine

Now where to find confidence
Without a spine?
That which held my back
Had dispersed into thin air

Every tear Formed an ocean
In which I'd use to ponder
The same spine resting on the waves
To bring me to my senses
To realise being In the wrong herd
Could have a drastic impact on ones life
That's certainly not where I belong.

  • Author: نجمة ✨ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 18th, 2017 05:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this when I was 13 years old. That's the period where children go through the times of innocence to a depressing world of hatred, jealousy, cruelty, inequality and much more. I realised it takes a lot for one to stop and think about who they interact with and how they treat others 😝 And then this came out of nowhere - hope you guys enjoyed reading it , this was the first poem I've ever written so please give love and support ^.^
  • Category: Friendship
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  • Hopey_xx

    This is so great- I like it a lot!!

    • Laydii

      I really appreciate it 😲😁

    • ron parrish aka wordman

      loved the theme of the poem,great images

      • Laydii

        Thank yaw 😁



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