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Hope's Daughter

With the pieces of a heart
I built you paper airplanes
Hoping you could fly far away

In all this darkness
I beg the sun to send some rays
So that a smile can give you hope

No more hiding in empty stalls
This time you will smell flowers
Rather than watch passion as it freezes

I know that this world ripped out your soul
And your poor heart tried to be strong
All you could do is raise your arms to surrender

I wish I could scare the demon
So that stars could light up your sky
Failure seems like your new itinerary
I know that feeling of defeat quite well
The one that makes you want to alienate your self

Easier to survive in your own little play pen
Rather than walking out of your comfort zone
I can’t blame you for being afraid of who you are
I can only hope that you can see past this

I know you found that girl with compassion
In a world filled with materialism
Where love is not based solely on emotions
She wasn’t the glamorous type
Didn’t mind about wealth or status
She is a rare beauty in this cosmos
Who deserves you’re nobility
Her name is poetry
And no woman can listen like she

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Free verse
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Comments

I always enjoy poems that make me feel my emotions as I read. This one does that with a suggestion only as to tightening it which I suspect you would do anyway seeing as it's a rough draft. Such as removing the 'the' in the first line 'with pieces of a heart' it tightens the intro into the piece. I have the problem is that I write stuff so quickly I then have to go back and re-read it again and I then can observe all the filler words I used and I usually go..wow! lol...it's so easy to write things like we speak them..I am guilty of that, I find it one of the hardest aspects of poetry is to pare it down. Perhaps some of your pronouns can be revisited too..but as I said..just suggestions. Look forward to reading more.

Chez
"The perfect woman perpetrates literature as she does a small sin: as an experiment, in passing, to see if anybody notices it - and to makes sure that somebody does." - Nietzsche

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