#365daysofpoetry Day 5
To the brave soul ...
Who scoured the hidden
Chambers of my heart;
And charted my unknown scars
In the pale light of a single dusk ---
Thank you.
I am much braver because of you.
Cold Shoulder
Who knows what lies
Behind her eyes' dark wells;
Or why there is palpable strength
Lurking in her veiled silence;
How those pursed lips cut
Deeper than the sharpest tongue;
That many have retreated
With barely a flick of her finger.
To the brave soul ...
Who scoured the hidden
Chambers of my heart;
And charted my unknown scars
In the pale light of a single dusk ---
Thank you.
I am much braver because of you.
Cold Shoulder
Who knows what lies
Behind her eyes' dark wells;
Or why there is palpable strength
Lurking in her veiled silence;
How those pursed lips cut
Deeper than the sharpest tongue;
That many have retreated
With barely a flick of her finger.
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