Scars Poem by TheNameless Poet
Scars
Lying in bed, I slowly let my
fingers walk the scarred roads
of my broken bodied world. The
hills and valleys of bruises and
cuts. They no longer hurt. They
will heal. But the scars on the
mind, seem to last an eternity...
However this story is about child abuse and self harm and about what effects all the physical violence has on the victims minds.
Thanks for reading.
And keep writing, cheers
Simple but with a poignant beauty. To me, this short poem seems fine and well written - it tells its story and provokes thought in the reader.
Unfinished? If this is how it sounds unfinished, I cannot wait for the final form of this poem :) . I loved this poem. It was very engaging and evocative, I love the use of the metaphor you employ it makes the poem personal to each and every reader. The emotive language with which you write reminds me of poets such as Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath and Dorothy Wordsworth (sister of William Wordsworth, you should read her journals) . All round great poem. Take a bow :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/21/2024 7:40:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A good poem of societal commitment to the rights of children which relevant in this period where crimes against the helpless victims are being reported worldwide. Nice and may be given a finishing touch with suitable lines which the poet is supposed to take effort.