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What I Am
I am the smile dangling from the sunlight mascarading the mask of voodoo upon the gloom.
If beauty had a name it would sound from the tongue as wine and flowers taking the breath away.
If ever there was a place to tend the heart it be beside the pieces of mine in my chest.
I am not much for simplicity, eager for excitement.
There is a strength amid the scars that hide beneath this flesh.
Rain to spill from the skies to your feet, I am one of the wonders born to the world, but struggling to be happy.
I am more than an object of affection to toss tired, lonely sheets.
I am the result of lessons taught and wounds that cut the soul deep.
I do not belong... yet somehow I fit in this panoromic pieced together view.
Kalideoscope heart, soul branded to set sail from one place to the next.
What is next?
I am sure....
I am pieces of glass that bleed but also the artistic hand that tends to every shard.
If beauty had a name it would sound from the tongue as wine and flowers taking the breath away.
If ever there was a place to tend the heart it be beside the pieces of mine in my chest.
I am not much for simplicity, eager for excitement.
There is a strength amid the scars that hide beneath this flesh.
Rain to spill from the skies to your feet, I am one of the wonders born to the world, but struggling to be happy.
I am more than an object of affection to toss tired, lonely sheets.
I am the result of lessons taught and wounds that cut the soul deep.
I do not belong... yet somehow I fit in this panoromic pieced together view.
Kalideoscope heart, soul branded to set sail from one place to the next.
What is next?
I am sure....
I am pieces of glass that bleed but also the artistic hand that tends to every shard.
Published 18th Nov 2018
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Anonymous
18th Nov 2018 10:02am
Very soul searching piece EG. I think if the truth was told we are all lost, seeking our place in the manic world...
18th Nov 2018 10:09am
Anonymous
18th Nov 2018 11:33am
Fantastic ink
18th Nov 2018 2:21pm
18th Nov 2018 12:07pm
Another epic write you have a way with your words ever so twisting and truning in my stagnant Timezone 😊
18th Nov 2018 2:22pm
18th Nov 2018 1:18pm
This is a brilliant poem, Erotic_Goddess! Very deep, thought-provoking and unique in its quality. I enjoyed this very much.
Thanks for participating in my competition!
Thanks for participating in my competition!
18th Nov 2018 2:24pm
