The Fool
In the corner sits a fool,
her head, once held so high
now hangs between her knees
as hot tears of shame
fall silently to
drip onto her feet.
In the corner sits a fool
her golden locks,
once tossed in confidence
now fall victim
to the rough hacking of the
shears held in her hands.
In the corner sits a fool
the flowers of praise
once heaped upon her
now lie dead, turning to dust
borne away on the winds
of her own self disgust.
In the corner sits a fool
her fine raiment
once worn so proudly
now ripped to shreds
by the talons of the many
whose den she accidently stumbled upon.
In the corner sits a girl
broken but…
never beaten,
who belatedly realises
she has been played for a
fool
Her tears now spent,
she raises her head defiantly,
fixes a baleful stare
upon the cause of her suffering
and whispers…
never again
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Bellababe……………………….I believe in you………
This caused immense pain but left me feeling the above………….I believe in you…XOXOX
Perfection – belief is one of the strongest of all powers – and this comes straight from a faithful and strong heart – Well written Rhana.
The song that plays right now….
It’s not far down to paradise
At least it’s not for me
And if the wind is right you can sail away
And find tranquility
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
It’s not far to never never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right you can find the joy
Of innocence again
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing
Takes me away
To where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Fantasy
It gets the best of me
When I’m sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won’t you believe me
It’s not far back to sanity
At least it’s not for me
And when the wind is right you can sail away
And find serenity
The canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
Beautifully written, a great observation of life and its suffering, if we allow it…..It is fine being played for a fool as long as you know it, therefore are allowing it, it is another matter when someone does it to you and you don’t know, you are not allowing then, you are a victim.
We are all fools in love… It is an emotional game that requires experience and guts. I know what you are feeling and hope you rise again.
Beautifully written love it .
Wow.. very strong writing Rhana… This has real depth and a turn at the end that draws you in further to the story and leaves you wondering…
Wonderful well written words
Excellent, I love the way this twists, like a cat falling through the air, first heading hoplessly downward to fall broken on the floor only to right itself at the last minute and land on its feet. Yes, life deals us unexpected and painful things but every one has a paracute, even the fool, its the landing that makes all the difference.
Powerful writing dear Bella.
))Hugs((
so powerful and beautiful Rhana !!