It seems easier to keep some things to ourselves, either because we're worried about others' reactions or we simply are not very good at opening up. However, in the long run, it is far better to clear the air and get things off our chests as quickly as possible. Problems shared are problems halved as they say.

Great write, Meena, and pleasing to read in regards to the formatting of the piece.

Take care and all the very best,

Ben

Wow!!!!

Wow is indeed the right word. Truly beautiful write.

Meena... well done on an amzing piece. We all keep things bottled away in secret little dark parts of our very souls! However, by writing it down you are releasing the hold it has over you and the parts that want to spill out.
Well done on such awesome imagery!

Wow! This is excellent!

Meena, this write sadden me. We tend to keep our hurts, thoughts, feelings tucked away, even from those who truly care about us. We worry if we let them out we may lose that person. Don't walk alone, let them out, share your sorrow as you did in this beautiful write-hugs-

What a beautiful write, such truth as to feelings and the need of just one hello, one sent smile, one thought, outstanding poetry

Congratulations on your win.

Well done Meena :)

Congrats on the win! :)

Meena, congratulations on your win! Well done!

Congratulations meena well deserved

Craig

...thank you all :)

Judging comment:

"“emotions caged
in an air tight bottle
boiling to be released”

I thought ‘caged’ was an interesting verb choice here and created an extremely flexible image. Bottles, so commonly glass or plastic, but here we are presented with the image of bars, steel - which paints in mind a quite fascinating image of a bottle, perhaps enveloped in wire, or embraced by steel, a cork atop to keep the air inside of its glass encasement. Perhaps I just played with this image too much in my own mind, but this stanza presented just such a nice opportunity to do so.

The next stanza we are entrenched in dark - hiding, shadow. We are being pulled into the sadness, the poet’s emotional spectrum, next punched with the fact that some words can destroy fragility, beauty.

The closing lines were certainly interesting as well; a tear is very much visual, a well-known image, but rather than imagery, we are struck with sound-

“to free them
into your ears”.
A captivating ending to a sad, yet wonderfully written piece."

Wonderfully written. Sometimes our greatest enemy lives with in our own skin.