Forsworn and ravaged
your heart among the masses
of the ones within your past.
You clothe yourself in false talents
to hide from me
but alas,
I witness your pain and
pull apart the many webs
containing you within.
I weep as I see your suffrage
and reach for your soul
drenched in sin.
It cannot be known
these trials you inflict
on your own life.
They will never know
who you truly are
as you fastidiously
plant your strife.
The loving arms that find you
fall fast from your warmth and
perfected pretense.
For you it is momentary comfort
until your cursed heart’s defense.
You leave yourself forever closed
to the possibilities of finding home.
A single tear I shed for you
as your world was once my own.
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Глазков – Дремота обрела права
- Lover’s Gifts XXII: I Shall Gladly Suffer by Rabindranath Tagore
- Head of a Smiling Young Woman in Three-Quarter View by Raj Arumugam
- Станислав Востоков – Не хочется отцу и маме
- The Recall by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Маяковский – Права кооперации расширены декретом… (Главполитпросвет №154)
- To Mirth by Tobias Smollett
- Вера Павлова – Попытка не пытка
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Day’s End by Tu Fu
- The Progress of Spring poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- I Hardly Remember by Rafael Guillen
- Robert Burns: Death and Doctor Hornbook : A True Story
- Иннокентий Анненский – Любовь к прошлому
- Валерий Брюсов – Песня девушки в тайге
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
