She hides in her shell
Supertramp sounding
Some way behind
Whose lyrics..
She hides
Once more
In the shell
Last time, thought
Would never happen again
But she succeeded once more
In letting herself go and be
Charmed up
By another’s ….
Let’s see, this makes…
Which number? Oh
But this one sent you roses!
What difference does it make?
This familiarity
With the old stuff
The old routine
Determined not to leave
The foetal position
For the rest of her life
She hides in the dark shell
Which still smells
So well of the last scent.
Since the last time
She left
To have, say
Why not
Another try.
For some One
Must be different…
You fool
Still believing
They cannot all be
Exactly the same?
She knows the string so well
Yet, something she’s learnt
She’ll fall in again
And out, as if cursed
With all its bloody consequences.
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© Dulce
19 comments:
There's a deep heart in that shell.
No fool to be found.You believe in love..nothing wrong with that but the person you may have thought of at the time.But there's a right person somewhere out there and you won't find them if you stay in that shell.
Deep poem.
Thanks for sharing and I like this song too.
If at first you don't succeed...you know, never give up!
Tu sabes lo que dicen, "It's better to have loved and lost than not loved at all." un beso!
Ar we sure we know what we're searching for?
Secretia
It's a vicious cycle, I hate it when life goes round and round and never moving on. People and events just come back to haunt you. :(
Stop reading my mail, Dulce!
Sweeter Dulce-Peep...your "man" is out there somewhere, maybe even far away. But you will find him. Rather HE will find you? Or maybe you will both just run smack-dab into each other!
Rich or Poor, Thin or not, Aged or Ageless, you will know he is yours, and he will know you belong to him:
If now, forever!
If not....never!
Te Quiero
We must always keep trying and looking.
Six Random Words
it really is beautiful. its never too late to search.
Such a deep meaning in that poem. Shells are comfortable, oh, I wish I had one for myself. Believing and daring is harder and harder. A moment in a sweet shell would give me some rest. But it's no time to hide. It's time to "stand up and fight!" Muchos besos.
Just beautiful... a longing heart, looking for love to fulfill the emptiness.
Hugs Dulce, my dear friend!
Never close your heart to any possibility!
~Silver
I have learned to never give up hoping, although that is one of a few struggles of mine.
I know I have to believe all things come to those who wait?
Or somethings we can keep forever, close in heart , touch once in awhile , smell the scent, but have to let go until next time.with consquences..
Deep breath.. SIGN.. such love yet sad. SMILES dearest sweetest Dulce
TI AMO
Ok this lady seems so sad... Like if I was there I would try to get her to say something like this...
There is probably not a connection but I keep thinking she sells seashells by the seashore...
I like your unique take on shell as a focal point of your work.
Tom
Someone will find that shell and this will open.
A special one, only He.
Buen finde cariño.!
Besos:)
Beautiful...
Anything is possible :) Well done
Hey
thank you everyone
I've been able to leave my shell
for as long as
I have something else to say.
I'll go and keep on selling seashells by the seashore...
Very appropriate tongue twister Tom, thank you.
Bitter sweet :)
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