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Mother's Words

Through the storm

By Cristal S.Published 9 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Cody Chan on Unsplash

Sunday morning, early on,

long before the crack of dawn.

It seemed as if the clouds were drawn,

she knew it was a sign of storm.

But just before the sunrise came,

she heard it calling out her name.

Its voice, so sweet and honey-like,

was hiding all the deadly spikes.

The sound that pulled her, undescribed,

was only there to get her bribed.

Its presence wholly fabricated,

designed to leave her heart elated.

It wheedled all her deepest thoughts,

and twisted cold and heavy wrought,

around her always dancing feet.

Its jealousy, unrestrained, off-beat.

Once its claws had caught her wrists,

the ugly truth was there to kiss

her cheeks and eyes that used to give

a smile and spark to all that lived.

Everything she’d loved before,

all she’d cared for, so adored,

was now a faded background noise,

it kept her tranced, without a choice.

Her little heart now overpouring,

with regret, she’d been ignoring

her mother’s words. She always said:

"From dusk to dawn, just be in bed.

Sunlight always shows to us

who to not, and who to trust.

The warm and loving light of day

keeps demons far and far away."

Familysad poetry

About the Creator

Cristal S.

I’ve noticed when I follow the path I enjoy most, I often end up swimming upstream. So here I am, right in the middle of it – writing about it all and more. ♡

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  • Euan Brennan9 months ago

    Another well written piece, Cristal. I thoroughly enjoyed reading. Sometimes I think I read too much between the lines. Is the storm a metaphor for her father? ("calling out her name"). Maybe in an argument with her mother? Lol, sorry if I'm seeing something which wasn't meant to be.

  • Chowdhury Kabir9 months ago

    good one

  • Rohitha Lanka9 months ago

    Captivating poem and well written.

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