My Life
My heart is a pomegranate glistening from outside bleeding from wounds within
My mind is a watermelon calm outside pricking from inside every seed intact still hurting
My body is like a coconut hard from outside but soft inside, inner core filled with tears of all physical and mental aches
Sometimes I prick like a pineapple to protect inner self
But mostly I allow people to treat me like a sugar cane and endure it all silently
My constant companions are my hidden grape tears which make their presence every time I cry or laugh. Both green and purple remind me I am not alone be it sorrow or joy.
If I bare out all my pains and sufferings I will shed tears like an orange cut into miniscule pieces.
I never refresh my wounds, they are past and of no value to me like a seed thrown away after eating a fruit.
I speak only about my joys so that I see a smile like cut kiwi radiating laughter all around.
Date: 12/4/2020
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