To the broken hearts,
And the withered souls;
To the ones unwanted,
The golds, world has thrown;
Here- a poem I send,
To soothe your ache;
May winds so serene-
Dispatch at your place.
To the wilting flowers,
And the flickered flames;
The pure hearts ignored,
And voices unheard;
Maybe words and phrases,
Aren’t much anyway;
But I hope they remind you,
We are one and the same-
Bunch of broken winged birds-
Determined to fly their way.
Image credit: word by Pictures. PS: Mental Health Friday is launching tomorrow with two stories I can’t wait to share with you. See you then 🙂
Nice read!
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Thank you saiz. 😊
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Nevamind. 😛
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Wonderful !! Lovely poems 🙂
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Aw. Thank you! 😊
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loved that last line “winged birds”
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Aw. I’m glad you do. Thank you 🙂
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Wonderful poem! I love the line..”we are one and the same.” 🙂
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Thank you JC. 😊
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Wonderful!
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Thank you 😊
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Beautiful.
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Thank you very much 😊
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This is so very touching. “Pure hearts ignored, voices unheard”, words of understanding. Thank you, this is beautiful…
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Awww, thank you so much. I appreciate your kind words 💕💕
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We are one and the same. Lovely! 🙂
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Thank you! ❤
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SUPERB, I could read and reread it over and over again all day long. You just made my day.
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Awww, thank you so much! You make me happy ❤
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