The Hidden Lines

Now as i weave my poetry, he says to me

"You look good beautiful

From the tips of your fingers to the ends of your nails"


I smile back and continue to my second stanza

I'll give you my beauty for free, i think painfully

If you can erase all my hurt

All my brokeness

For beyond my shellac

There is a tarmac road full of potholes and cracks


And i wish you could see that

I wish you see me that way because am not fully put together

The foundation hides, that which i wish you could love

The eyeliner drives, that which is not there

Read my poems

Read me

Read my pain and then love me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Makama Avatar
December 24, 2015 at 6:39 AM
This is lovely. Wishing you a wonderful christmas season and a fulfilling new year.
Hunjeri Avatar
December 25, 2015 at 7:17 AM
Thank you Funom. Merry christmas and happy new year too
Callus Avatar
December 5, 2015 at 4:08 PM
Excellent, Njeri! You have retained your personal style of writing, and built on it! #7 Regards // paul
Hunjeri Avatar
December 20, 2015 at 6:05 AM
Thank you Paul. I appreciate the visit and the 7
Nyaga Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 4:39 PM
A very good introspective piece Njeri, very emotive//blessings
Hunjeri Avatar
December 20, 2015 at 6:03 AM
Thank you Lewis. Blessings to u too:-)
Allison Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 2:51 PM
This is deep Njeri - I find writing so therapeutic and you sure penned 'beauty therapy' here :-) hugs jan xx7
Hunjeri Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 3:48 PM
Thank you so much Jan. I always appreciate your support. God bless
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