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Broken
BROKEN
An acute transposition:
From a fallen angel to a broken soul;
A reclusive personification,
Just yesterday she was daddy's little girl...
Either time lapsed in his eyes only,
And he saw a woman in a 6 yr old girl;
Or the absent Holy Spirit left him lonely,
And his cognition couldn't surmount the devil...
For such frequent yet temporal occurrences,
Left interminable scars in her limbic system.
Being a mute ate away what was left of her innocence.
Daddy's little girl was too young to be a victim...
An acute transposition:
From a fallen angel to a broken soul;
A reclusive personification,
Just yesterday she was daddy's little girl...
Either time lapsed in his eyes only,
And he saw a woman in a 6 yr old girl;
Or the absent Holy Spirit left him lonely,
And his cognition couldn't surmount the devil...
For such frequent yet temporal occurrences,
Left interminable scars in her limbic system.
Being a mute ate away what was left of her innocence.
Daddy's little girl was too young to be a victim...
Published 17th Dec 2015
| Edited 21st Dec 2015
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17th Dec 2015 3:01pm
admittedly..having an autistic daughter myself made this a VERY difficult read..
but your conveyance was spot on..eloquent and compassionate.
but your conveyance was spot on..eloquent and compassionate.
17th Dec 2015 9:05pm
Thank you naajir, my heart goes out to your daughter though. Take care of that angel, she must be a delight to be around.
....gosh, this broke me inside! Stolen innocence seems so very difficult to write about, but my goodness, you've beautifully depicted such heartbreaking pain. Wonderful write Dala!
17th Dec 2015 10:52pm
I know hey, it's why I chose to keep it short and simple. the delicacy of the matter needn't an intricate piece. But rather a short ink leaving a reverberated feeling of poignancy.
Thank you Tara...
Thank you Tara...
20th Dec 2015 10:48am
Whoa... THIS could've been less painful
had it been a hammer to the head, instead of
those powerfully visceral images created thru
your verse!! I hate to feel at loss for words of
comfort, yet sadly I am.
had it been a hammer to the head, instead of
those powerfully visceral images created thru
your verse!! I hate to feel at loss for words of
comfort, yet sadly I am.
21st Dec 2015 8:26am
It's really sad when you hear about it from your peers. When your heart goes out to them, you feel the need to express your sympathy towards their experiences. Thank you for taking the time to read it. And thank you for your ink support Poetikmind.....
21st Dec 2015 8:29am
I typically want to believe that the power of will is almost infinite but reading this suggests some things that are damaged can't be repaired. The eight stanza is a difficult read for me--- maybe replace "he's" with "his". Truly a write that appeals to the adult figure in all of us.
21st Dec 2015 1:38pm
Thank you for the correction Jazzmanor. I don't know how I missed that. I'm glad it caught your eye. Thank you for the support.. Much appreciated.
21st Dec 2015 1:35pm
Such anger fills my soul when children fall victim to the invisible!
When angels are let go this small what does God expect but for them all to fall?
I used to work as an aide in a brain injury facility with a pediatrics unit. My heart broke daily. I wrote a poem for a six year old girl I worked with there that you may wish to read called, "Ro-Ro Rows Her Boat"
Thanks for sharing your heartache!
JJ
When angels are let go this small what does God expect but for them all to fall?
I used to work as an aide in a brain injury facility with a pediatrics unit. My heart broke daily. I wrote a poem for a six year old girl I worked with there that you may wish to read called, "Ro-Ro Rows Her Boat"
Thanks for sharing your heartache!
JJ
21st Dec 2015 1:44pm
Im glad that you relate to it so deeply, it's really heartbreaking when these things happen. And we should be thankful really that the world has people like you to take the time to be an aide to the vulnerable. I salute to your humanitarian gestures. Let me search for your ink right now.
Much respect JJ
Much respect JJ
