Ella is a woman
With all that fact involves
Ella is lovely
Always sweet.
At early stages
Ella learnt a few many lessons
She knew from then
She is not like all the rest
Something makes her special
That became ever since
One day
Her everlasting quest.
Ella is lovely
And bittersweet
It would always be her curse
Capricious, eccentric
Brokenhearted, rejected , absurd.
Found a few twin souls
In her path to where everyone, and
That doesn’t make her different
Ella knows and is smart
She is a vital and key part
Of the Universe
As everyone else
The main one.
Ella knows so well about those games
Men like so much to play
Ella now just tries to ignore them
They just do not make any sense
Ella is lovely
And always sweet.
Ella observes rather than tell
With her green eyes she smiles
So much she’s also cried
Ella’s lonely
Will always be
She accepts at times
That’s the way it has to be
Ella is a woman, Ella hums
Always lovely
Always sweet...
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© Dulce
20 comments:
It seems that Ella, like you say, "is a woman", and a true one at that. Have I felt like Ella at times? Oh yes! Dulce, you write with such a simple grace, and here, especially, with a tenderness and acceptance that any Ella would truly appreciate. It is almost as if you see inside her soul. Sad and lovely and hurting, but still strong! Loved this, Dulce! :-)
Nevine
So many women like Ella... I can feel the bitterness and the sweetness in your words. I hope Ella, one day, finds happiness (because no other -ness is as precious as this!) Besos!
Hola Dulce, ¡que lindo escribes, que bello poema!
Gracias por tu visita a mi via, espero que regreses, siempre seras bienvenida.
Ha sido todo un placer encontrarme contigo. Con tu permiso, me quedo por aqui.
Felices fiestas, y Mil besitos!!!
very nice my friend. Have a great weekend :)
That is different and kind of sad.
I am imagining Ella, I can see her in someone I know. You write so simply here and yet it is so detailed. :)
"At early stages
Ella learnt a few many lessons
She knew from then
She is not like all the rest
Something makes her special
That became ever since
One day
Her everlasting quest."
Like these lines which tell a lot about Ella. I wish Ella blogged, or had an email address. She would be worth knowing more.
Another good post, Dear Dulce-Peep
...YOU!
Seems like effortlessly you turn out these little gems, one-a-day.
Thank you!
there are some great truths in these words of yours... ella, lovely ella...
How I missed these beautiful verses for a while, now.
"With her green eyes she smiles" - can't say it better. I can see her smiling at me with those green eyes.
Ella is... so familiar... someone I know perhaps. Beautiful. :)
this is simply awesome! Ella is hidden inside every independent woman. :)
There's a little Ella in all of us, I'm sure. What a beautiful poem, Chica!
Nobody has to be lonely.
Give me ella's phone number.
.
.
I love ella, I think she is in many of us women, I think Ella is sweet as poetry, sweet as you have written this brillant poem,
Ella is like many but unique in her own right, special. lovely, lonely, that makes me sad but I know ella is humming, this to shall pass as before, I will go on
TY for you kind words again. HUGS
TI AMO
Dulce- Ella is beautiful, but I'm not sure about men liking to play those games, I think they are weak and are the ones being played by some unseen force that takes advantage of their weak resolve. ~rick
Ella lives in the soul of Women!
Secretia
^^ Secretia said it best.
Wonderful stuff, Dulce! I think every woman reading this will see herself and others she knows!
Just stumbles across your blog today...oh my...what beautiful writing!
Ella sounds like a very special woman..as she must be to have you write a poem about her. Sometimes it is better to be lonely, I think!
I like this Ella, you've created
Dulce. Amazing, a biography in
these handful of deliciously
sweet phrases.
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