Laila Hussein Poet Free verse

Dressing Down

Hold my head for me, dear 
For I've been trying not to lose it 

The words on my tongue 
Are no longer silver-plated 
No longer sugar-coated 
Still there remains 
Some sweetness 
In being plain human 
I do not wish to call it nectar 
I do not wish to  call it ichor 
or liquid light 
From now on, 
I think I'll just call it blood 
And live just as I should 
And press my feet into the earth
And not imagine it's the clouds 
And try to write more and rhyme less 
And try to dream more 
and daydream less
And try to heal instead of dressing up

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Beata Agustin November 4, 2024 at 6:26 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.