Your Phoney Beauty

by Shruti   Oct 12, 2016

Those knees...they bled
slight scarlet,
one day.
Those limbs stumbled
upon small secrets,
you left on your way;
but all I could, was
hold out a pink handkerchief
and secure it around your wound,
with a tiny promise.
We played...
Our hide and seek.
You hid, I sought.
We played...
With our softball.
I threw it, for you to grab.
We played...till yesterday.
I hid and waited long. You never came to seek.
I opened my hands to grab the ball. You never threw it.
And there,
our pink piece of cloth
lie in the puddled floor...stained
in crimson secrets...
I saw you run
through that puddled alley,
leaving behind your
on my once pink handkerchief...
my crimson secrets.
Your knees...they bleed again.
And today you seek me, while I hide no more.
You see me here, but I now stand far.
But I have something I found then...when we played...before.
Something I chose to forgive...then.
Something I ought to tell you now -
Your beauty mask. It has a hole.


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  • 2 years ago

    by Wayne Gates

    You write in a way that creates a movie in my mind. I read it without seeing words. Only the sweet drama of the journey you took me through. Very talented.

    • 2 years ago

      by Shruti

      Thank you :).

  • 2 years ago

    by Mahesh Kachare

    It is the best poem.

  • 2 years ago

    by Em

    Wow. I am shocked at your age especially with writing something so meaningful and thought provoking.

    I like how you use childhood games within the piece to mask something child like when in all honesty it isn't. This piece shows (I feel) that in your short life you have loved and been hurt. I do believe though that Ether is correct and the bleeding of knees is for beauty and attraction being lost but also, love.
    What an inspirational piece or free verse.


    • 2 years ago

      by Shruti

      You are absolutely correct. Thank you.

  • 2 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    This really is a very moving and nostalgic piece of writing that I actually found quite chilling. It is beautifully written, especially for one so young.
    Keep up the good work; your poetry gets better and better.

    All the best,


  • 2 years ago

    by nancy

    Sharodi I thought dat it was 4 ur ex best friend.......I mean seriously it's sumwat related to me??????
    Any ways his work and keep penning.

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