Bearing a crown of thorns
Someone planted a kiss
Scarring my face, the spikes
Pricked deep, letting
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Very emotional words...pain and pleasure are always inseparable..no exception with love too...a poem that deserves a whole 10
There is love behind pain. It has been so nicely delineated in this poem. I quote....... Like a gush of summer rain It cooled my smouldering spirits Slumbered my frayed nerves And loosened my taut muscles! A beautiful poem shared amazingly.10
A stream of blood down. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The tragedy and the irony well blended so as to sound phenomenal........Valsa......the rarest of rare poems I have ever read..........great piece from a great writer...........
The love behind painful words, sometimes becomes a pleasantry. That is how I understood your poem. It's a lovely poem. Well deserved rating of number 10.
I got the picture of Jesus on the cross? is that what you too had in mind, Ma'am? truly amazing
The love's petals were sprinkled on you with a delicate kiss........ very nice
A healing kiss is like a balm that relaxes the nerves and soothes the soul. When given it can also wash out the impurities of the heart and give it a new jump start that in turn enlivens the body and spirit. A very inspiring write.
this is an explosive poem. very power packed. a kiss can heal much pain. a good read
Powerful words indeed can't help seeing Jesus in this wonderful poem...regards
Built on paradoxes: kisses and thorns; pricking and cooling the poem has an unusual theme. In fact life is full of dichotomies. I find it a philosophical poem.
This is wonderful, brilliant! Yes indeed I think the little kiss of pain could help our search for kindness to touch the point of self awareness. A lovely poem thank you for share dear friend!
Little words, Powerful poem! ...dis just makes me wanna kiss again, nd loosen my taut muscles...
Little words, Powerful poem! ...dis just makes me wanna kiss again, nd loosen my taut muscles...
He that wears a crown of thorns often suffers that others not, and when he tried to kiss, no wonder, it provided a soothing balm. A lovely short poem