Washing Sorrow Poem by Ankita Sharma
Washing Sorrow
I stand before a wash-basin
I'm crying for the life I've been chasing
The cries of the flesh are not heard
A desire is but a living bird
The cries from the soul are not whole,
A piece from the truth that I stole
Pain arises and you paint the sky blue
Wash your face with tear-drops,
And divide the world in two
Your heart leaves you behind,
And you're alone in your mind
Your whole world is breaking down,
And there's no sense in what your heart wants to pursue
Surely nothing to find out about what's true and not true
You wash your hands off blood in a wash-basin;
And in-front of the mirror you see yourself
Your whole life has been written off,
And kept in some book in some book shelf
And drained of blood you ask for help,
And misery comes to your rescue
You can't turn back or run away,
In the end - you have to be you
nicely written....painful. 'The cries from the soul are not whole, A piece from the truth that I stole' wonderful. thank you very much. poignant poem. loved it.
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5/2/2024 10:15:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Ankita - Nicely constructed poem with good flow and consistent rhyme. The first five verses are a great CRY FOR HELP & HEALING. For your life to be healed and your 'flesh' your heart and your soul. We all cry for our lack of fulfilment in Life and Love and Liberty - where does the answer lie? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The final three verses attempt to give an answer to the dilemma posed in verses one to five. (Verse six) - Before reconstruction there has to be destruction: 'Breaking down' 'No sense' 'No reality' ' No truth'. (Verse seven) 'Wash your hands' 'Look in the mirror' 'Get out the book! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !) . (Verse eight) Some positivism 'Ask for help' - always a good thing when you are in despair - 'face MISERY - don't turn back - don't run away' - that is never a god idea. The last line is not the solution but it is the beginning of the solution. IN THE END - YOU HAVE TO BE YOU. The Good Book says we have to have a high esteem of ourselves and we have to be involved in ou own SALVATION. Ankita - take a good look at yourself and you will see: Ability - Beauty - Character - Desire - Energy - Faith and so on right up to Zeal. You have infinite potential Angel we all love you and are there for you - you only have to ask. Love you in Poetry - JOHN.