I don’t feel anything anymore
the wound that bothered me for eons
has become my companion now,
and I don’t know how or when
but I nurture my lesion now
treasuring it with utmost care,
and I keep fiddling it
to keep the pain young,
for I want to get the betrayals
close under the guards of my fragile heart
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‘and I keep fiddling it
to keep the pain young’
Guess we all do it. Lovely lines.
Thanks so much for reading my work so beautifully
Pleasure is mine 🌷
I can feel you, beautiful.
What’s a heart’s worth that hasn’t ever had a lesion.
What a soldier’s worth who’s not had a wound.
What’s a poet worth who doesn’t treasure the wound and its anecdote within him.
Thank you so much for sharing such a beautiful thought.
That is such a beautiful thing so. Thank you ❤️
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My pleasure Shantanu.
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Sometimes we keep scraping our wound fresh to make sure we don’t forget the lessons we have learned from them
Profound
Well put. Thanks so much for reading
I wrote a poem way back on similar idea
Send me the link
It only published in a book .I will send you the screenshot
Sent you on the messenger.Poem screenshot
That will be great
Ok cool. Will check