You watched her put out,
The light in my eyes;
You stared as the darkness,
Consumed my mind;
Not a sound
Not a word
Oh what a man you were!
Rooted in one spot.
You saw me burn.
She spat out venom,
In the form of words,
Cruel to the backbone-
You never utter a word.
I shrank in size
Wilted inside
Unfazed you watched your,
Little girl come undone.
She owed me no pleasure,
We weren’t blood;
But you my father,
You owe me the world.
Her words they stung;
Your silence even more;
Blood’s thicker than water,
You proved-
Was naught but words.
P.S: The father- daughter relationship in this poem is solely to depict the depth of hurt. A family is supposed to hold the strongest ties, there are some people in our lives though not blood relations, they become family to us. And when those people betray us, the hurt runs deep like that of blood. Just thought I should clear the air that although the poem is personal, I’m not referring to my father here. 🙂
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It was really very scintillating. Well composed! 🙂
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Thank you Saiz. You like it, I’m happy ☺☺😓
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It deserved more than just a like. Can’t find a way out.
You are just brilliance in motion. 🙂
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Sniff, sad. Brought some substance to my eyes.
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Aww, sorry for the “em” substance.
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Tis ok, words do stir memories sometimes.
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Very sad and beautiful poem Ameena!
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Thank you Pj. Sometimes, to deal certain emotions, we just have to write it. 🙂
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Yes, that is true Ameena. 🙂
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very powerful Ameena!
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Thank you very much Jodi 🙂
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Great poem…I could feel the hurt and sense of betrayal very much in your words.
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Thank you very much. 💛💛
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Powerful!
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Thank you! ☺
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OH Ameena such passionate writing! Touches to the depths of the soul! And thanks for the P.S., you read my thoughts 🙂
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Aw, Thank you Joy! Hahaha, I figured due to the nature of the poem, a little P.S might come in handy.
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A father-daughter relationship is way more special than any other I know.
The hurt depicted here got to me.
Beautifully composed. 🙂
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It really is special 😊. Thank you! It’s nice to see you connecting with it.
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Great poem!
“Her words they stung;
Your silence even more;..”
Difficult times are a true test of any relative/s who claim to be loving but stay silent when they are supposed to defend us, or else take concrete action.
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And it hurts a lot when they stay silent while expect them to support us. But then, I guess that’s why we have writing, to write away the hurt. Thank you ❤❤
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I agree and you wrote it so eloquently:) I am also with you on the fact that someone does not have to be blood-related for you to consider them like such.
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