To Be True Poem by Piccola Topo Gigio

To Be True



Past the unplanned detour,
Past the danger,
The political interests,
The uncomfortability of the uphill rock road on stiletto heels.

Past the psychological games,
The oppression,
The abuse,
The fear,

I decided to break free.
And he was still there, waiting patiently for me,
Ever so tender-, and faithfully.
When too late, I'd believed I would be.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 14 November 2014

I like it, thanks, good writing.

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success