I hug myself
shutting everything out-
the pain is massive
tearing into my guts-
my arms around myself
hold me tight
so as to I don't fall apart.
I squeeze my eyes tight,
tearless I stay
why did I ever think
I could hold on to something
which was never mine in the first place?
that ache will be there a long time
yet I will stand upright
as my arms won't let me down
12 comments:
I hope this isn't autobiographical! :-) I like the idea you've come up with here.
the last line... and the title... so powerful. Triumphant even amidst the ache. Beautiful.
Oh, Gautami. What a sad poem! I, too am trying to write after a dry spell. Doing the prompts seems to help.
Good work!
but there is just always
a smile on your face
that’s something no one can replace
usual you let them to..
In few words you managed to convey the total hopelessness and grief over a broken heart. Powerful.
I can feel your grief here. It is so vivid. Nice.
Pamela
very powerful write... words directly from heart...
very powerful and forlorn ...
Nice capture of the experience of loss and grief. Nicely done, Gautami!
The last line was full of hope, a nice turn in the poem.
You really do get it, don't you? The whole poem is powerful, but those last lines are really strong.
Strong sense of reality in this poignant piece. Nicely done.
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