all through the night

I mend my broken heart.

Where I got lost in my thoughts

I remember you like art.

As is my soul abending  

while I fell apart.


Here is my ending my beginning

when I became the hidden observer.

It is a doubt which never leaves me,

even in my moments of living fervor.


You are my rising angel

where I see my shallow light.

To as it was hidden

under the stars of the night.


Thus we lock eye in eye

as I remember the lost in me.

Therefore, I ought to listen to my heart

of no other I listen to plea.

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20 responses to “‘Mend,”

  1. A thoughtful poem of focusing on healing, nicely written. I really like the line “I remember the lost in me.” It speaks of a renewed connection, of living too carefully and connecting with a wildness inside.

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    • David, gosh. Thank you so much, I always love your comments and feedback!! Truly appreciate it!

      It’s like you have been reading my mind, my soul and my eyes. Wow. I’m glad you truly understood that line 🙏🏽

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