… Forgive her
She, who sometimes glows
And forgets her despondent connection with woes
And her connection with water and sand
And her connection with dark hole in land
And with stupidity, she pretends
That living is hers to the end!
… Forgive her
She, who on her dark bed
The white moon is wide spread.
And the anxious perfume of night
Disturbs her insomnia with delight!
… Forgive her
She, who is ruined from inside
Yet her eyes are tied
To the imagination of bliss
And while her wary hair shakes, she remembers the kiss…
… You, who residing in the fortunate domain
You, the friends of open windows in rain
Forgive her
Forgive her!
For she is gratified
For the roots of her life, so wide
Deepened in her dull earth
And her trusting heart from birth
In the middle of her chest
Inflamed by the rhythm of a quest!! …
Ellie
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March 29, 2016 at 2:01 pm
This is really good. I can totally relate.
March 29, 2016 at 5:12 pm
Thank you for your comment. ❤
March 30, 2016 at 2:55 am
Beautiful words.
March 30, 2016 at 12:38 pm
🙂