Sunday Seedlings Poetry Prompt
If I forgive,
it means it was ok;
they get away with it;
I deserved what happened?
No !
Don’t let this story set in,
so that it seeps from your scars.
Show kindness to your soul.
Savour the sense of serenity
that will ensue
as you escape their sins
and find freedom
from a frame
favouring them.
Comb through the strands,
untangle your resolve,
and colour your fierce revolution
with crimson shades
from your seeping scars.
There’s no war of words to win;
no prisoner to repatriate.
Cut free from chains of carnage.
Become unbridled from your bruises.
No absolution will abound,
no harbingers will herald
hues of you hurt,
only hope for a healing heart.
Beautifully written! Thank you for sharing!
Poignant. Evokes bittersweet sentiments. Ouch!
If I forgive,
it means it was ok;
they get away with it;
I deserved what happened?
No !
Don’t let this story set in,
so that it seeps from your scars.
Show kindness to your soul.
Savour the sense of serenity
that will ensue
as you escape their sins
and find freedom
from a frame
favouring them.
Comb through the strands,
untangle your resolve,
and colour your fierce revolution
with crimson shades
from your seeping scars.
There’s no war of words to win;
no prisoner to repatriate.
Cut free from chains of carnage.
Become unbridled from your bruises.
No absolution will abound,
no harbingers will herald
hues of you hurt,
only hope for a healing heart.
Beautifully written! Thank you for sharing!
Poignant. Evokes bittersweet sentiments. Ouch!