The Curse on Hollow Bonds
When silence, tears, and hidden pain go unseen
The silence that hides raging storms within you,
The smiling eyes concealing a weeping heart,
The laughter that veils unspoken pain
If they cannot see, cannot feel, cannot know.
Such ties are nothing but a curse.
A bond is real only when silence speaks,
When it hears the language of your tears,
When it understands the whispers of your heart
Without needing your words.
Even behind a thousand smiles,
It still sees your sorrow,
Even amidst a thousand burdens,
It holds you as its own.
That is a bond, that is love
A shelter for the soul.
But those who fail you in your pain,
Such ties are better broken,
For they are curses, not blessings.
About the Creator
Bruce Lee and The God of War: Kuan Ti
It starts with love.. The Power to the God Of War and Wealth Walk into a Chinese restaurant (even in Oklahoma, USA), a Chinese police station, a kung fu martial arts studio or even a Chinese temple and you often see a red faced warrior holding a heavy quan-do (spear like weapon).
By WILD WAYNE : The Dragon King4 days ago in Chapters
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Beautiful advice. Excellent lessons in your poem.