every time you tell me a lie
another tile falls from the temple of trust
and blunt fingernails trail
along the rough mortar of my insecurities
—
what can we do to rebuild the precarious frame
of filigree fractures?
a teetering, deceit infused structure
a child’s dollhouse of
faded pastel plastic
attic abandoned
a sandcastle askew
in the path of a solo beachcomber
tripping at dusk
Well written.
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Yes, the disintegration of the fibers that bind us can be felt — and they hurt — when lies come tearing through. You describe well the warped imbalance when trying to maintain through such a painful process.
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I always enjoy your erudite ponderings lovely lady! Any day now? Hope you are well…. ❤
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Yes, any day… Thanks for the love!
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Sending warmth and sweet wishes for babies arrival Amaya xo
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The space of trust is indeed as sacred as a temple of purity. And somehow along with its strength, it has this delicateness to it that when cut with lies, it can be deeply painful. Truth then becomes lonely …
So beautifully you weave your words that we know the feeling yet see it gently.
Reminded me of a poem of my own. I wished you read it my friend 🙂
https://pragalbhadoshi.wordpress.com/2017/04/10/my-greatest-hurt/
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I enjoyed your poem very much, and always,always, your words to me. I’m thinking of the tragic beauty of your “trust cut with lies” comment. I feel the stinging of such a phrase.
My heart smiles when I see your name … ❤
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You are a beautiful gentle soul dear Diana. I tend to be on the harsher side with words of truth. That is why I admire your ability to lay it down ever so gently on us. Hopefully I soften overtime.
You are a joy to me in this space 🙂
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And your words escalate my joy in dazzling reflections. I gather only softness in our conversations Pragal … there is none of the harshness you allude to … it must only be a mere hint….. ❤
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🙂 You are an amazing joy my friend!
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aah, the flow of this piece is just perfect and the message described is penned so well…love the ending “tripping at dusk” …I can’t say more about the how I love your analogies!
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Hello dear Neha! How enchanting your words are. It’s the end of Easter break but I’m still smiling here 🙂 I hope you had some enjoyable time off also!?
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Glad you enjoyed the break, we do not get time off here for Easter
but we did have a good weekend! ; )
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Oh, how the mistrust in a relationship peels and scrapes all the beauty and love seeded in it, slowly and surely.
Loved all the beautiful metaphors you have used my dear.
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And I love the thought you place into your comments! Not to mention the warmth … temperature went up by a full degree here sweet Megha!
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Oh we all need that warmth in the relationship figuratively and metaphorically.
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I just winked at your message haha! Yes!
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Winking back at you ,my lady
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Haha, nice! Could be a prelude to some dancing! Warn hubby you will be home late, and wear comfy shoes 🙂
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Haha…yes some people’s love spans realms our spans coasts…haha
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😘🌸🌸🌸🌸
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Oh yes Ms Diana !, a kaleidoscope of images and analogy, offering the heart and mind of the reader such a sensory treat, that we are left beyond the dreams of avarice.
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The perfect comment, penned by my perfect and beloved Sir Nigel from over yonder sea and dale. I hope all is dandy in ole Blighty!
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God, this is perfection in words. Raw and honest. But when are you not, Diana? I may need to read this one a few more times and marinate in its literary genius. 😌☺️♥️
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Goodness gracious, you are something! The ability to extract a huge smile and bubbling-over-pot-edge frothy satisfaction from me!! ❤ ❤
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Oh, this is the perfect description: “blunt fingernails trail / along the rough mortar of my insecurities”,
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I really appreciate you saying that Jazz! 🙂 Smiling all the way into my Monday night 🙂
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“filigree fractures” … I love that 😊
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Hey! It’s you 🙂 Thanks a lot, lady poet !!
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Sometimes a poem is too good to be dissected and perused… Sometimes the images, the metaphors and the analogies, are to be seen and felt, not talked about.. And sometimes, when a piece is too masterful, one must let oneself bathe in its colours and magnificence for it is beyond ordinary appraisal… One must let the magic linger longer.
This poem, is just pure magic Diana! It was worth the wait! I believe, no, I know, there is no poet like you in the world… ❤🌼 Frame calls for a frame in the hall of your fame!
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Somewhere, in the dim halls of my amateur, poetic career … there will be a few framed hangings of the most beautiful things people have written. Your words will be there Isha, with a rare, antiqued gilt frame. And I will stop and humbly read every time I walk by. 💜🌸💜
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Two things I know for sure… The hall will be lit up, and, you are not amateur by any standards 😊❤
Having cleared that out, let me comment on that beautiful reply… For you to cherish my comments in that way is an achievement for me… Which reader has ever got a prized place in their favourite writer’s Hall/heart? Your message is touching and sentimentally beautiful 😘🌼 Thank-you sweet Lady 😊
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Thank you so much – I can’t even begin to tell the joy your beautifully written words bring. xo
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Your poetry brings them out my friend 🌸😘
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From metaphors to allegorical structures, lovely!
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ESP! Delighted by your comment. Your support has me flashing a big smile your way!!!
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haha ..ESP smiles back
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It reminds me of the beautiful concept and Japanese art of Kintsugi or Kintsukuroi. The art of embracing what has broken and joining it with gold.
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Such an eloquent comment, making me want to research this style of art. Thank you friend!
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I feel this poem….such a deep sense of melancholia you have forged here….loved the reference to abandoned attic and of beachcomber collecting and preserving the trail of steps that once spiraled its way into a heart so welcoming and trusting….
Trust fades but hope remains.
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It’s nice to cycle melancholic with bliss! I’m mostly bliss but sometimes a fleeting grey cloud appears and a sudden rain shower. Nourishes the flowers of my days! Thank you beautiful ❤️
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I wish you sunlight and rainbows …..bloom into a most beautiful, colorful flower.. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Received and nourished by the radiant glow of your phrases … ❤️❤️ May your morning shine from within !
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Brilliant imagery! and your poetic write is outstanding and full of beauty. 🙂
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What dazzling Wednesday words! Thank you for brightening my moments Charlie xo
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You welcome, Diana. 🙂 Bless you my friend.
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simply amazing, the tragedy can’t be felt with such a beautiful articulation. To caught up in the delivery…like receiving a well wrapped rock with a ribbon. We just talk about the pretty wrapping paper and the pink silk ribbon.
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Your thoughts alone are artful and deserve a space set aside for admiration. A mantle beside a bouquet adorned vase. I can see you enjoy writing as much as I do….and am grateful to you kind soul ❤
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the grateful is boomeranged to others. your poetry caters to the kind side of many. you write with a feather and comfort engulfs the room. you have gift that I’m glad to be able to witness and enjoy.
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Marvelous use of metaphor here, Diana! Wonderful! 🙂
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Eric!! 😊 Your enthusiasm is nothing less than overwhelming! ❤️
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Indeed what lies can do to you!!!! Tarnish the
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Tarnish the sanctuary of love and trust.. Ahhh Diana! The metaphors, the ideas that you have presented to show this are impeccable!!!!💕💓❤️ Such a beautiful work needs no words!! 👏👏👏👏👏 And I bow down to you.. Again!!!💕💓❤️👏👏👏😍
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Okay… the poem is fantastic… but… I want to be on that beach… and then poem me.
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Pain and regrets and lies. They plague us. But creating beautiful art form the pain as you have expertly done here, is a gift 🖤
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What a great way to express the feelings of betrayal that lies bring! We have all felt that betrayal and it destroys a little bit of us each time someone we love lies to us.
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I so appreciate you reading and expressing so eloquently in return!
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