She Would Heal Herself!!!

Buried in the scar
of her broken relationship
With her heart shattered
Like scented roses
in winter’s moonlight

With her hands lost
In the deep forest of hurt
Trenching its stem for outer rays
She grabs her weak toothed knife
In her bed lost out of sorrow

She mend her mind gently
With blood smiling with tears
Bending it like an old creek
In the wake of the morning sun

With soft piano
Playing from her window’s gaze
Every evening’s sky
Was shone with her engraved lips

I knew as I stared back
In the corner of my room
Her heart would heal herself
In the wake of the morning

Photo credit: footage.shutterstock.com

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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4 Responses to She Would Heal Herself!!!

  1. So heartfelt poetry! So deep wordings!

    Like

  2. Thandiubani says:

    Ya, broken hearts always heal with time. Thanks for capturing that in your wonderful poem. Keep writing…

    Like

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