If i am alone
I still have the
sun, moon, and stars
the wind, rain
the wild storm
and all the beautiful things
they share with me
the sunlight and shadow
the whispers in my soul
the words beneath my skin
fragile things
self-worth, promises
hearts, flowers
that is how i survive
moment by moment
with flowers and poems
silent, aching, and beautiful
living out the waiting
everything i have ever done
has been done by me alone
the broken me, the hurt me
the lost me, the beating heart
in the space between the words
you don't hear
Comments
Authentic and a beautiful
Authentic and a beautiful woeful confession of a young woman
Melancholy cookies and tears
A lovely seduction to those among us with urgent hearts of rescue's desire.
I love it!.
Hello Jasmine
rather than melancholic or tearful, in my opinion this poem is about self appraisal and moving on ...
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Hi Raj
Are they mutually exclusive?
Hi Zebra
though generally not, to a strong willed person they could be
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I found power In its delicacy
Hello, Jasmine. I actually found this to be achingly beautiful, for its honesty. It is delicate in language yet full of raw emotion, and the last lines hit it home. It truly moved me. Thank you.