The Jagged Edges
Pride goes before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall.
Proverbs 16: 18
she stood tall on the jagged edges of the cliff
face worried as she noticed the rough seas
whilst above high dark clouds rumbled
though the sun shone straight at her face
he insulted her refusing to marry him
but she insulted him back vowing
she would never marry him come what may
yet thoughts rumbled inside her mind
she felt the jagged edges of a knife pierce her soul
could there have been some half-truths in his insults
she still hated him but admired his handsome face
truths ragged and bare confused her even more
could she face those jagged edges of truths
she turned and walked down the rough cliff
her soul lacerated with truths and pride
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2025
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