She

 



She
poem written by Deial 

pic credit: internet

She lives
Spending yet another day
In toil
Living it for someone
Neglecting away herself
She lives yet another day


She lives
Striking off yet another day
In sorrow
With sorrow
Ignorant that her fortunate days will soon arrive
She lives yet another day


She lives
Yet another day
In an Immortal cracked shelter,
Her soul
With desperate eyes seeking eternal joy
Thus she lives yet another day.
Thus she lives every day.

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This poem was originally written in 2018 in the close of the monsoon season.  

Comments

  1. ~ Xena17 August 2021 at 21:41

    Reminded me of "The Yellow Wallpaper".
    Beautifully written........

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  2. Yohaan13 September 2021 at 11:40

    Beautiful Poem Deial! Short but hopeful!

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  3. Unknown9 November 2021 at 16:34

    Soul searching ... the ultimate bliss of eternal glory!! Thought provoking indeed. Beautifully expressed and written Deial.....

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  4. Anonymous26 August 2022 at 18:43

    Very beautifully expressed 😍

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