Sense of self; abandoned

by Sunshine   Apr 17, 2012


At morning she looked
much brighter than midnight,
half her face a moon,
the other half a lost fate.

No coins in her pockets,
but heaps of chances ripping
at the back of her hands.

Her eyes two forests,
one green, one wild.
Spring blushes at her sweetest
glimpse, whilst her misery
hunts him like tipsy tides.

But this time she looked
less happier than last night,
half her face like..mine,
the other half... gone with
the sunlight.

Nothing in her pockets
but heaps of odds, lay
hushed in the grip of her
unopened hands.

Her eyes two forests,
one gone black, as the other died.
Spring still hides at her sweetest
glimpse, whilst her misery
hunts no one but herself like
regretful tides...

by: Rania Moallem

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  • 12 years ago

    by Xanthe

    Really heart-felt piece. My hands are actually sweating! I truly admire your play on words. Simply mesmerizing..

  • 12 years ago

    by Misfit Silentts

    Wow. This is amazing. When I read it, I truly fell into it.
    The beginning kind of hints at a sad happiness, yet she has whoever "he" is there for her. But then it with the end it brings the misery and hopelessness, saying that there is no one there for her.

  • 12 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Then and now, well done

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    You know what I love about this piece is it's not just about the moon but you've made it much more than that, and much deeper.

    You are comparing this person to the moon and nature. The first stanza was a great way to start the poem. It is of course usually at night when the moon shines at its brightest though sometimes you can see that during the day anyways. I look at the moon and see something amazing, something beautiful. To say that half of her was the moon and the other half was lost fate made me think that there was a bright and a dark side to this person.

    No coins in her pockets - it makes me think that this person may not have a lot of valuable items - not rich in money or possessions but she does have possessions that are close to heart.

    I love how you have described her eyes being two different types - the image in this is fantastic!

    The next few stanzas saddened e. The idea that you say her face was more like yours (sad) was to say that you were also heartbroken and not with the sunlight. The last stanza was awesome too. I love the way you have ended this poem full of emotions!

    I love this poem completely. I love the metaphors and images, I always love your writes they are amazing!!!

    Awesome poem hun!!!

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Meme

    One of the best dark ooems I ever read in here. I loved the comparison you had, and how she was and then became. All those different images you painted so vividly on my head.

    This has to be one of my favorite poems by you.

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