‘Mend,

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 Β 

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.

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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 πŸ™πŸ½

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