Gifts
So you're gifted
A wordsmith enchantress verb mistress
Gifted
Like the nouns and adjectives I find
are new and shiny
Unique
Unlike any other human on this planet
Who'd otherwise not have found em
But
for I
This term gifted
I dont take on as a description of mine.
Please use that term loosely when describing and defining
What
you hope to fit
My body and mind
I am a simple human
With very basic lines
Including some adverbs
that may or may not rhyme
Why do my feelings of
unseen questionable misery
Seem glamorous
To the blind eyes and woke minds
If my emotional blabber is skill
Why don't I feel this talent
Let alone see it as mine
I've seen my reflection
I've read my work
I've sung songs I wrote
They were undefinable until I gave them letters and words to speak. . Sometimes, when I read them aloud, I choke on the unchecked sleeping pieces of me now
Healing darkness that light awoke. Still sometimes I don't see
the presents I have to give
I seldom look through large openings
I've been getting better with each days passing
Though
I feel I may not be using 100% of my intellectuality when it comes to
Acknowledgment of all the gifts
I have yet to unwrap,
See
without
A clear view and perspective of self
I will never believe I am full of talent
As much as I hear it from the few
Lately, I've gotten a lot better at
seeing myself through
My eyes with a clear view
Some days, I'm surprised
It took me this long
To recognize I have a place and it's not inside alone like a recluse
forbidden from seeing gifts I produce
It's within the letters that make words
Creating sentences about experiences some share relatability to
There is meaning in each piece
Through openings
A view I now see
May hold truth
Copyright © Sierra Mazzucca | Year Posted 2024
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