The Loudest of Me

I know that I seem to be, in the gazes of all who see me,
As one full of love for myself, full of myself even,
That I refuse to see the others!

I seem content, bold, self satisfied and confident
I seem uncaring, cheerful and stable
I seem as a Goddess enjoying my reign over my dominion
I seem what I am not, in fact!

The truth of me is one so vulnerable, easily shaken,
Intimidated by the rest of the world, when vocal and
Loud they choose to be!
The truth of me is that I am a pile of broken glass
Having been stuck back together by the higher powers
For reasons known to themselves!
The truth of me is that I cry when I get the opportunity to,
Since adulting requires having a time slot for everything,
From being social to being professional!

The truth of me is that I hide my despair for life
Pretending that I am happy with what I have
When all I seek is the comfort of the eternal sleep!

The truth of me is that I suffer from my lies
Hiding my porous side
From the rest of the world, as, if revealed,
I just know, their gazes would instantly change
From being envious to being disgusted!

The truth of me is that I am human,
Hating my body, struggling with my weight,
Wanting to be heard, to be loved, to be listened to,
Wanting to laugh, to be, in the very end,
Like the rest!
But, knowing, at the same time,
That since life remains what it is,
And since our fates depend not upon us,
I have to dry my tears and accept that which has
Been bestowed to me; from my imperfections to my
Sufferings!

Pray, the truth of me has been unveiled, as if
It were Dorian's portrait in the form of poetry,
Poetry, which absorbs everything else
And allows me, to show to the world,
That which would make them pleased with me!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Marcum Wong Avatar
January 5, 2019 at 9:45 PM
Back to give you my congratulations on your well earned First Placement Anoucheka! : ) xxoo
Gauthier Avatar
January 5, 2019 at 6:12 PM
Wow Anoucheka. Your poem leaves me breathless. Bravo for a well deserved gold medal win.
Gangabissoon Avatar
January 6, 2019 at 4:11 AM
Thk you Line :)
Canerdy Avatar
January 5, 2019 at 5:14 PM
CONGRATULATIONS on your well-deserved win! So moving! Janice
Gangabissoon Avatar
January 6, 2019 at 4:11 AM
Thk you Janice :)
Roper Avatar
January 5, 2019 at 10:04 AM
Anoucheka, it is horrible to be a pile of broke glass. You are human and need to be treated as an equal.You have found a wonderful way out by writing what you write. Perfect write and congratulations on your 1st place win my dear.. Hugs Eve ~`*
Gangabissoon Avatar
January 6, 2019 at 4:11 AM
Thank you Eve...I am grateful to God for everything that He chose for me :)
Rodrigues Avatar
January 5, 2019 at 8:35 AM
Oh my gosh! That last verse...love the Dorian reference! Congrats, Anoucheka!
Gangabissoon Avatar
January 6, 2019 at 4:10 AM
Thank you for the appreciation Kim :)
Marcum Wong Avatar
January 2, 2019 at 11:47 PM
We are all human and see our own faults with a brighter light than others do Anoucheka. Embrace the you that others see. This is a beutiful part of you, the poet that is admired by many. Happy new year my friend. xxoo : )
Gangabissoon Avatar
January 6, 2019 at 4:10 AM
Thk you Connie....Wish you a wonderful year ahead :)
Onclaud Avatar
January 2, 2019 at 8:30 AM
fiery rant with pure acceptance of your vulnerability... lovely poem, anoucheka ..huggs
Gangabissoon Avatar
January 6, 2019 at 4:10 AM
Thks nette :)
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