A tedious day it was; the sky was painted grey,
Familiar to the hue of her soul’s dismay.
Diagnosed as she was with bipolar disorder,
You’d never know if ‘Eeyore’ or ‘Tigger’ would be making decisions for her,
And of whether she would wake up with a smile or a roar.
She could no longer see facts through all of her rage,
She was nonconforming–a rebel–given her coming of age.
Hail she did from a broken home,
Who, in the ‘comradery’ of her parents, felt alone.
They reckoned their marriage was a “grotesque misalliance”
“Hell” was what she called her home.
They held their pride like they should have held her,
A red flag to her was just another pretty colour.
She abhorred that falling felt like flying until the bones crushed,
In love she was cursed, but in abundance she was blessed.
Writing letters addressed to the fire, sealed in envelopes,
Dream she did of rainbows and sunflowers amid the desolate lockup.
Searching for those who tucked her into her blankets come nightfall,
Bedtime tales, hot chocolates — the little things were indeed the be all.
She casually drew hearts in the by-line,
Reminiscing days that were more sublime.
Back when movie nights beneath stars fit her poems in perfect rhyme,
She was now pleading for cameos in the movies of her life — oh the changes with time.
November flush and her flannel cure,
Her life had never seemed more obscure.
She never grew up; although in years she was old,
Like her constant thoughts as she sat on the threshold.
You could walk home with her if you wished to,
And she wouldn’t know where to lead you.
Although the serenity in her was lost,
She now had, mostly, alluring ghosts.
A true beautyyy❤️❤️
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Wow Ahana it’s amazing 💞
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Superb Ahana. You are just getting better every time. God bless you
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Beautiful one Ahana. All the love – S 🙂
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Wonderfully expressed as always…. keep publishing these gems
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Ahana I think with this poem many can relate like me … I can with each and every line of yours !!!! God bless you with lots of blessings my child massi loves you a lot !!! I have read ur poem so many times and still it’s not enough !!! Love you my little baby now not so little !!!!
Thank you masi💛love you too
Ahana, for a 13 year old the clarity of thought and elucidation is more than commendable. Keep it up and God bless.
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Amazing poem:)
Tugged my heart.
Loved the line ‘In ❤ she was cursed, in abundance she was blessed’.
If read without the bio, I wouldn’t have believed that this piece is written by a 13 old girl.
Keep writing and reach heights!!
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Awesome poem 😊😊😊❤❤
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Well written! you have developed a good knack for poetry. Enjoyed it keep writing and reading. We are always there to support you some day read us your poem we would love to hear. Proud of you Ahana 💐🌼
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❤️❤️💖💖
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“She abhorred that falling felt like flying until the bones crushed”. OMG your clarity of emotions in your words is amazing . You are an ardent seeker …..never let this die lots of love and blessings ❤️
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U keep getting better with each one..your magical lines are truly mesmerizing…keep soaring high..the sky is the limit..love you.
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Your thought flow is superb
Keep writing 😀
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Wow!! Just wow!! 💕
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The language you used at the end is really mirroring..A poem that will touch millions of heart..
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Such beautiful lines, you make your parents proud. God bless you dear Ahana!
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