Arcs

by Amreen   Feb 24, 2014


She scribbles an array of curved lines
uniformly on the paper,
like the edges of
a rainbow's vibrant colors.

She has always been particular
in arranging things around her in a parallel fashion
but no one intersected into her... at least for care.

Yet, drawing arcs of hope
was her unwavering passion
but never did they meet
to connect the dot that hid behind them
called happiness.

*Note: This poem is dedicated to an autistic girl

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  • 10 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    I really liked your entry for this challenge Amreen. You done so well, the topic was touching, and one that is quite relevant to the world right now, and you gave us all an insight to this.

    Your wording flowed very well, and also you really connected your words with the art, so well done on that.

  • 10 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    I can see your dedication and love for this particular girl. This is so amazing and so is your poem

  • 10 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    The way this poem is written, hits the reader with
    two sets of emotions. One which is happiness the drawing of arcs by a lonely girl who is different and the other of sadness, that sadness portrays that girl's world looking for help.

    All in all this poem is very touching with images for the reader to see and feel...nice work.

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    This is a really beautiful poem amreen. The details were very vivid overall. I'll look to the positive. Its really amszing how you took something so simple and wrote this. The love you have for this little girl must be huge. The way you focus on the drawing is wonderful because it's really hard to focus on one thing without going astray. Anyways I liked how you compare the drawing to hope as it shows even the smallest things can give us hope. Well done

  • 10 years ago

    by Lemon

    It's always interesting to find out who wrote what after a poetry challenge :)

    This poem, for me, sums up how I imagine the loneliness of autism might feel. I picture a child sat on her own just drawing. No one really understands her, but to herself the drawings make perfect sense.

    There is a mix of happy feelings and sad feelings- the mentions of things like "rainbows" and "hope" make her drawing seem happy, and I picture her being very involved in what she's doing, but at the same time it creates that image of seclusion and loneliness. I know that when I'm drawing it can often just feel like it's me and the paper :)

    Nice poem ^_^