A Secret I Hide 🅾🆁🅸🅶🅸🅽🅰🅻 🅿🅾🅴🅼
₳ ₴Ɇ₵ⱤɆ₮ ł ⱧłĐɆ
I stride through a path full of colors but all so dull,
I look to my right and I have no one, all seems lull
I picked what I can from the path I strode,
It took a little while but yes it worked,
I found the flowers that I long ago sowed.
What I forgot was that the field was no longer mine,
I took and hid all that was divine.
I veiled my face like a bride,
For, there is a secret that I try to hide.
I make my way through the wood,
In search of a safe hood
Till I reach the womb that gave me birth,
To present her the flowers and to hear her mirth
I try and try but she does not wry,
And lays there straight since the day she died,
That is the secret I try to hide.
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Waow i love this poem just made my day. I love the rhymes so much but what i love most about this poem is the hidden message. Trust me, i understand this poem and i can relate with it.
Wow!this is awesome..bravo!
The sadness of loss is sometimes hard to share, you have done it beautifully.