Sometimes, I say, 'I'll handle it, don't worry.'
Yet a part of me wishes you'd stay,
Not to fix my broken edges,
But just to be here, quietly.
I don't need you to fight my battles,
Or pick up my pieces and mend them.
Just a presence steady, warm
A silent shoulder in the storm.
When the weight feels like it's mine alone,
I crave that gentle reassurance,
The knowing glance, the quiet comfort,
A hand held out in silent endurance.
It's not about help, or saving grace,
Or the illusion that I can't stand tall.
It's the strength of having someone near,
Even when I don't stumble or fall.
So stay close, with no words or demands,
Be the presence I don't always say I need.
For sometimes, it's not in grand gestures,
But in simply being there, that we're freed.
Thank you! I need reminded that keeping my mouth closed and providing my silent presence is often the best way to love!
Sometimes silence is the best way to show love. But there are also moments when your words of support can make all the difference, offering comfort and strength when they need it most.
How true this poem is, Anitha. The presence of support definitely strengthens the soul. And I love the line - Not to fix my broken edges.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting poem… expressions like ‘ a part of me', ‘ hand held out in silent endurance' …loved.