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Sphinx
My father was a silent man,
a sphinx that never gave me a chance
to solve its riddle.
He had few words to share
but he knew how to use them to stab me,
even in broad daylight.
I couldn't ignore his soft, polite cruelty,
his mild-mannered darkness.
I knew his where the whispers of a snake,
the treacheries of a seasoned trickster.
I just couldn't prove it.
He left nothing but ruins in his wake,
dust and stones, the bones of my youth.
What am I going to do now
with this mound of ashes?
He disappeared before his time
but I'm the one left
to pace the walls of hell.
a sphinx that never gave me a chance
to solve its riddle.
He had few words to share
but he knew how to use them to stab me,
even in broad daylight.
I couldn't ignore his soft, polite cruelty,
his mild-mannered darkness.
I knew his where the whispers of a snake,
the treacheries of a seasoned trickster.
I just couldn't prove it.
He left nothing but ruins in his wake,
dust and stones, the bones of my youth.
What am I going to do now
with this mound of ashes?
He disappeared before his time
but I'm the one left
to pace the walls of hell.
Published 29th Oct 2022
Author's Note
This is a poem I wrote about a year ago. Still trying to heal from those old wounds.
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29th Oct 2022 10:36pm
Hi Mun:)
The way you expressed your relationship with your father in this poem
is so sad.
I'm rooting for ya:)
The way you expressed your relationship with your father in this poem
is so sad.
I'm rooting for ya:)
Anonymous
- Edited 19th Feb 2023 9:45pm
30th Oct 2022 7:08pm
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31st Oct 2022 11:56am
Anonymous
31st Oct 2022 12:15pm
Hi Mundus,
How are U?
I hope well?
A very relatable,honestly written,piece.
Take care.
X
How are U?
I hope well?
A very relatable,honestly written,piece.
Take care.
X
12th Nov 2022 2:28pm
I'm nobody, I'm not wise, I'm not experienced, but I will say this, you don't need validation in life to live. The mere fact that your alive is validation enough that God has a plan for you, and I'm just guessing here, because I'm not God, nor is any other man, but its not for you to keep the past alive in your head and use it as a reminder of how he made you feel so you spend the rest of your life taking up where he left off. Your dad was his own man, just as you are your own person as well. This is a beautiful piece, I hope you start looking for reasons to be kind to yourself instead.
26th Dec 2022 2:42pm
Sorry your relationship was different. I never really knew my dad. I tried in adulthood, but he was a violent drunk and a narcissist. We are not our dads. I'm glad that you have poetry to help you explore your feelings. It's clear that you are way more thoughtful than he ever was.
