Tuesday, 30 December 2014
LOVED AND PROTECTED HER
He loved
and protected her
but not
in the enclosing,
suffocating way
not like the wall
which keeps a flower
in its persistent shadow
for the flower
will wilt,
but like the wall
on which
a vine
finds support
and slowly rises
never held back
until it
grows
and spreads
into every inch
every corner
Norlidar
30.12.2014
7.40 am
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Friday, 12 December 2014
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
MORNING LIGHT
She woke up with a crestfallen heart on a dull, lonesome soul.
Surrounded by the fake warmth of feather-feed pillows.
But just as she opened her window, she was awestruck by wonder
as she watched the sun let loose a billion spectrum in her hair and saw
the dew-washed morning unfold before her longing eyes,
like a story.
and she thought....
maybe today will be a good day after all
Tuesday, 9 December 2014
Monday, 8 December 2014
Wednesday, 3 December 2014
MISS BROKEN PIECES & MR. UNIQUE
Her broken pieces lay scattered across the floor.
He slowly lifted one.
The sharp edges stung him, cutting into his skin and making him bleed, but.... he hid the hurt somewhere behind his smile and continued to pick the others up.
She watched him in disbelief, wary with distrust, did not understand why someone was making the effort to put her together, when nobody had ever done so before.
People came, tried to pick up a shattered portion but withdrew as soon as it pinched them.
Then why was he still here? His hands were now a shade red, covered in cuts and bruises, a reflection of her heart.
Slowly, carefully, he help rebuild her, yet she was not herself anymore, for each piece had been marked with his fingerprints and smeared with his blood.
The black of her sorrows was fading away, yet she was now coloured in a sweeter pain.
* in half awake, she wonder about him being like that, She felt blessed and grateful.
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