fragments by anelephantcant

fragments by anelephantcant

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is this the way to heaven
can I find it at last in her deep brown eyes
can she lead me there step by small step
or is she a devil in an angel’s disguise

is she able to release me
can she finally open this prison door
can she tear down the bars with her bare hands
or is my pain once more calmly ignored

can she create the picture perfect
can she paint colour back into my world
is she the one to heal the artist’s soul
or just another sweet transient girl

can she decipher the cluttered confusion
and make sense of this traumatised mind
is she the answer to daydreams and wishes
or does she walk away and leave me broken behind

can she uproot the most stubborn of weeds
allowing my withering soul to be nourished
inviting in the sunshine and air
making space for our love to flourish

perhaps she’s the Scarlet Pimpernel
who saves my neck from the cruel guillotine
or maybe she is only the whetstone
who ensures that the blade is sharp and keen

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3 Responses to fragments

  1. mandibelle16 says:

    Elephant this is a wonderful piece. I think you can only ask so much out of a woman or a girl. Some of that your speaker needsto do for himself, though I realize that’s difficult. In relationships Or friendships, people can help each other and be a rock for each other when needed, if the relationship is true. But it’s very hard to ask so much of someone, to hope that much I can’t blame you. Then again, so many expectations even just dreams, can lead to being hurt worse. I think instrinisically, your speaker will know whether she’s dependable or whether she is harmful to him. But will he walk away if she’s harmful? Just thoughts. Hugs Elephant.


  2. Dear Pink One,

    The last verse is keen and sharp. Well written as only anelephantcan.




  3. Reblogged this on Let it come from the heart and commented:
    A deep and touching poem.


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