Barbara Barry-Nishanian Poet Rhyme

A Bruise

A BRUISE

 A bruise, tender soft sounding word,
under which, pain can hide,
Abused one said, “ Oh, that’s nothing,”
see bruise … and know she lied.

Agree some bruises, not nothing, 
can’t see so faint and small.
Not even under the bright light,
from lampshade … in the hall

 But we are discussing abuse,
expensive bruise  to hide.
Type expensive cosmetics can’t,
cover pain … or their pride.

A bruise is not a loving lick,
what narcissist, might say.
Abuser just prays to God, 
that he will … just  go away. 

Aug. 31, 2023

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Rachel Treacher March 15, 2026 at 1:09 AM I clicked on this simply out of curiosity and was so moved. It made me reconsider a bruise as blood coming to the surface to tell the world that someone's life force is strong and still very much contained within them. Your words are powerful.

Barbara Barry-Nishanian September 2, 2023 at 7:33 PM Anne-Lise, so glad I'm getting to know you. Thanks for your comments, this was a 10 min.figment of my imagination. Only one entry spot was left. So surprised I placed. Thrilled I did, under the circumstances. Thanks again.

Anne-Lise Andresen September 2, 2023 at 10:52 AM - I have seen really ugly bruises ... but, it was always : "nothing" (a man who beats his wife ... is not a man ) - Congratulations on your win Barbara, and thanks for the congratulations on my poem :) - hugs Barbara Barry-Nishanian September 2, 2023 at 7:36 PM Please -----Go see my reply to you written in the wrong place,

Mystic Rose Rose September 2, 2023 at 7:57 AM Abuse is a serious matter dear poet, we have all felt the lick of it at one point or other in our lives, some of us grew tougher and vowed to do better, others succumbed in falling it its awful clutches. A very deep and valuable poem, that speaks volumes dear B, congrats on your win, Be braver than the stars of night, bolder than the sun, xo Barbara Barry-Nishanian September 2, 2023 at 7:40 PM Mystic Rose, love you're comment! I've ask other poets if I could use their comments in book I am trying to finish and self publish. They sent soup mail Yes! hope get permission from you too. Thank you so very much for great comment.

Andrea Dietrich September 1, 2023 at 4:22 PM I love the way you did this. I wrote also on abuse and scored low. Wish I had done it more like your wsy Barbara Barry-Nishanian September 2, 2023 at 7:44 PM Andrea, I enjoyed your poem. Their was one spot left on contest, and less than hour left. I've never written any thing in 10-15 min. I was shocked I placed. I always admire everything you do, my dear friend. Where are you from?