if when you leave
my smile you see
and not the grief
your leaving brings
think not my wounds
within are healed,
those are entrenched
where you can't see
they shall bear blooms
in ample time
submerge the scars
roused like the tide
and if I'm blessed
to live more years,
free of bewail
I'll swathe your love
softly in mine
© selma
“Nobody has ever measured,
even poets, how much
a heart can hold.” ~ Zelda Fitzgerald
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Thanks for reading.
Happy weekend.
A share from February:
(A take after Harlem by Langston Hughes)
What happens when a friendship/relationship withers?
Does your heart dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or gnaws at your mind long
that you never can
trust another?
Does the memory stink
like rotten meat
that the sight of you,
keeps others at bay?
Or do you pick yourself up and focus on new interests—
analyze and shift your perspective?
Or practice taking care of yourself?
What do you do when a friendship withers?
© selma
(75 words)
Again, thanks.
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Very nice you sharing in poem. Beautiful pic. Beautiful words written in poem. Nice you write question tage in poem…What do you do when a friendship withers?
I’m so pleased you liked this dear Raj. Thanks.
So beautiful Selma xo
So happy you liked it dear Maggie. Thanks.
My pleasure Selma 🤗
Lovely post, Selma. I particularly liked “Swathe You in my Love.” 💕🩷💕
Beautiful friend. Welcome back. You were having tech problems. I truly hope all’s resolved. Go easy on yourself please.
Thanks for reading. Bless you abundantly. Xo
❤️
Thanks, Beth.
This is very lovely, Selma 💚
Thanks, Robbie. Happy you liked. 🤗
Lovely poem, Selma!
Aww. Thanks so much, Ingrid. 🤗
Your poems are always beautifully written.
You’re too kind. Thanks for thinking it so, dear Diana. Blessings. Always.
💕
Emotions are complicated things. (K)
Oh yes. Complicated. Intricate. Thanks for reading, K 🤗
Beautifully written😍
Deeksha, thanks so very much. 🤗
The heart is more resilient than we think, until we find out how much it can bear … and share. Blessings to you, Selma.
Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts, Dora. The heart follows its own heart. 👏🏽
A beautifully-written poem, Selma, and I love Langston Hughes!
wow! Beautiful poems!
Sweet words. Thanks.