we sometimes smile
to hide the pain
we bury our secrets
deep into mountains
to never see the light
these feelings form
a xenolith that one carries
until the weight becomes
too great as one slowly sinks
into the deep trenches of the sea
- Written for dVerse Quadrille #255: X marks the spot
Nicely done
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ReplyDeletetoo great as one slowly sinks
into the deep trenches of the sea
Not fair to be saddled with things that overwhelm! We may have to settle them as they come! Great lines A Maria!
Hank
Thank you Hank.
DeletePerhaps the sea will polish us, and we may find our way back up again.
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DeleteSounds great. Thanks Melissa.
DeleteTo keep it inside, or to let it go...?
ReplyDeleteI say let it go. Thanks for reading shaun.
DeleteLove the metaphor.... everyting crumbles with time.
ReplyDeleteThank you Bjorn.
DeleteI love how you captured pain and secrets in a ‘xenolith that one carries until the weight becomes too great’, Maria.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kim.
DeleteTrue... beautifully expressed. Maybe that's why poetry exists, to take away that burden.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Thanks for reading Sreeja.
DeletePain as a xenolith - marvellous!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Kim.
DeleteWhew! I feel it!
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