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Torn Apart in a Shipwreck Battlefield

Updated on October 21, 2014

These weapons

Out of the blood of a shipwreck I have been pulled apart
Shards discovered on the beach like pieces of armor beaten and bent.
I am broken by the bullets and words, the thoughts and the knives…
i search for a fire now, to bond the courage with the fear.

They came in the guise of saviors meant to heal and mend,
Yet when they found me, they were terrified by my edges and my rage.
Unnerved by my brokenness, they placed me in two cages…
Labeled one as right, one as wrong.

They placed one in the light on a pedestal of shifting sand,

It was tame and touchable, safe and cultivated.

The other half they placed in shadows,
Hidden, it cried for loss of truth, fiercly torn and empty.

Screaming out for my that half of me, enraged by this condemnation,
Knowing that my heart was not brave enough without my soul…
What weapons can decide my fate and change my fearless ways?
Who decides where I tear, and where I grow in strength?

You hoards of watchers, judges; take another look.
Even under your gaze, I weld myself together again, even stronger than before.
See the two halves that make me whole, the sadness and the joy...
Though shipwrecked, I was not fearful, though torn I was not destroyed.

Though torn, I was not destroyed.
Though torn, I was not destroyed. | Source


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    russiangypsygirl 7 years ago

    Thank you so much, prasetio!

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    prasetio30 7 years ago from malang-indonesia

    Very well poem. I enjoy to read this. Thumbs up for you. Good work, my friend.

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    russiangypsygirl 7 years ago

    A thousand thanks, V. That may be the best compliment on my writing I have received thus far. I truly appreciate you reading my works. -Gypsy

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    philip carey 61 7 years ago

    You use metaphor particularly well in this one. What is it about metaphor? That's a meditation in and of itself. You're one of the few poets on here that I wish to read more and more of.

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    russiangypsygirl 7 years ago

    Thanks so much, Manly. It was meant as a metaphor for our individuality and others expectations of how we should be.

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    manlypoetryman 7 years ago from (Texas !) Boldly Writing Poems Where No Man Has Gone Before...

    Simply fantastic...the ship lifes on...despite being torn apart...and people deciding how best to put it back together again...from the best way they know how. But then the mighty ship has to be mended back according to their vision of how it should be. (So much like our individuality). Well done...Loved this one!