A lone tear escaped, dejected she sat
Beads and string , the heart exclaimed!
When the mare was moozed lost in thought
Her mates screamed ; beads and string
What's with them?, What do they mean?
The weight of the beads slowly increased
Still she chose to bear them close
Their botherings were beads; her dignity the string
And whenever the string dangled
It osilated between them and her
She adorned those heavy gems in her slim string
Like she beared their many opinions
She's a lady isn't she?
And henceforth should obey!
Isn't it ironic? That when when she beared the nupital chain,
She was promised to be the mistress
Do you know what she's now?
A mistake
A victim from a humble take
Evertime the string breaks loose
She tied it close
Do you know the difference?
She was tieing it around them pulling them close
And they were tieing it back around her neck
She was gasping for air; suffocated
Like she suffered for her liberty
A shattered glass she was
And never will the peices fit again!
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random pennings
Poetrythese are my poems...I'm no professional... I use words to describe my feelings..when u read them u feel wat I feel....real and profound...from the bottom of my soul
