Amanda Ball Poet ABC

Missing Piece

I swear I healed myself,  but a piece of me is always going g to be missing. So I searched the earth and 
Under my bed.
I looked in my diaries and all the words I have said...
Failure beyond failure...
What's the piece  of me that tells me , I'm lacking.
Where do I find my belonging.
What path do I track
I lost something, that belongs to me.
Do I call it griefor a dens???
I tried to ignore it, but it is always.. Calling me!!!
That piece has a emotion that piece has a name, two brown eyes and a smile that is still, the same
So that piece  is a person to the puzzle of my soul.
I got the answer of this ridde and now I'm finally whole so that piece is a person 
It's what complete me .
Now wounder, it keeps calling me

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Beata Agustin March 3, 2025 at 6:47 PM 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.