Phumelelo Shalelo Simelane

(1995/06/27 / South Africa)

free me


AS I looked at her swollen
Eyes I suddenly felt deeply touched
By their fragile broken beauty

As the sun slowely reveled
Her broken dreams scattered
On the floor

She had stumbled upon peoples
Happiness and had never
found joy in them

Here shoulders were heavily burdened
By unknown problems yet it felt so
Familiar

Until the day came when
She alikend herself to
A flower, sad flower

She saw how the flower stood
In the rain and never complained
It had found a home in the storm

After all if it was not for the rain
Would the flower have
Grown?

Submitted: Tuesday, August 09, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, October 26, 2011

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  • Greg Uhan (8/9/2011 10:25:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem about the nature of human suffering. Both Personal and universal. Love the message, love the descriptive word choice.

    Excellent poem. Thank you for sharing, keep up the inspirational work. (Report) Reply

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