• Anger


    From day to day, we wash ourselves clean,
    only to be tainted with the soils of the day.
    Oh how we have tried to scrub the sinful prints of the past, only to fail from first to last.
    Though my past seem to haunt my future, I was cheated out of my childhood, and not given a chance to sustain my own beauty.
    Now here I lie, beaten and battered, torn and worn, by the sins of someone else's solitude.
    They say there is a dark side to everyone, and a shade to every tree, but why does this stain continue to haunt me.
    Be honest with yourself and embrace your past, or you soon may find yourself living your last days, in remorse and constant torture,
    embrace yourself or you too, will be stained.

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    BlackButterfly1 commented on Stained


    Sad story but the message is very true. Good write.

    Chaos128 commented on Stained


    A cautionary work worthy of being heeded with care. It's exceptional that instead of wrapping yourself in self-pity, you choose to use the experience to help guide others. That's what makes it so special.

    wheelsal commented on Stained


    Good and you are so young to have such insight. It am old and have a huge past but not sure I have your insight..

    UnworthyFather commented on Stained


    Beautiful poem, Chinablack. I like the message here. One must embrace their past honestly to enjoy a bright future. However, one must remember it is the 'stain' that brings elegance and grace to even the most beautifully crafted creations. A canvas is nothing without the stains left by the artist's brush. Embrace your stains as well as your past, because they are who you are. Great write! Thanks for sharing.

    MsKrystle commented on Stained


    wow i really like this one. I find it hard to embrace my past sometimes, there are just some things I dont want to remember and wish never happend. I know you cannot dwell on the past so Im working on moving forward. Thanx for sharing



    Thansk MsKrystle. I love your poems too. Thanks for your comment. Hope to hear from you in the chat rooms. I will add you to my friend list.

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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