Time stopped in the dial,
The glass was broken,
My sight had got stuck,
As if it was signaling in token,
Time was dear,
The hour and minute arms,
Had made that angle,
It was such an endearing angle,
That I did not want it changed,
So what if I could no longer hear chimes in clear,
Each sight at the stopped time,
Brought me to that time prime,
It was the exact hour,
When I had bid my toddler goodbye,
And he grudgingly said aye,
With tears in his eyes,
Of helplessness and loud cry,
As his forlorn mother stood bye,
I was moving away for long and far,
The pair drew strength from me,
And were now left on their own,
I felt as if …I cannot describe,
Emotionally drained it was that very stopped second,
At which I had moved my cheek away from the cheek of my boy,
Oh Boy! What a joy, to rub my mushy against his cushy,
Feel his lean and soft frame merge in my burlesque,
See in his eyes dad’s love shine,
How situations and times bind us,
Who used to cohabit for each second together?
Flew now on different planes,
Their time and my time now differently gained,
No connection and having ache and pain,
Why cannot we be free?
True that man makes rules,
But in the process he breaks himself,
And why there at all should be a broken watch,
Why should I yearn for time stopped?
Time should flow smooth for all,
And it would forever,
It is man, who has to break the chains,
And stay on together singing like angels in the drizzling rain.
Author notes
A Hurt That Dwells So Deep, It Now Has A Home Inside My Bones
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A contest entry
- Breaking Free Is Breaking Me, Like A Cinder Block To The Skull by lowercase prelude.
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I forgot to add my applause, sorry lol
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This piece is truly heart and gut wrenching. To have to leave your child, no matter what the circumstance must be so incredibly painful. I have no children of my own, however I have a neice, and I know that's not the same as your own child, I treat her as if she were my own. She's the love of my life and ifI had to leave her for any reason I know I too would have a deep hurt that would claim its home in my bones as well.
Very moving write.
Brea -
Thank you so much for entering this in my contest. I love how you took the prompt in a totally different direction than I originally thought it would go in. You've managed to make your point so well, that in a way, the audience can imagine how it feels to watch their children grow up as well. Bravo on such a well penned poem!
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great write i really liked reading this... good luck in the contest and keep on penning
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deeply emotional and personal piece
you did well, taking the prompt and making it yours -
goodness
for me this piece felt as if time wasn't stopped..it was racing by! whew imagery made my eyes wate from the blur, lots of emotion in this piece. very good write, and i clearly see a talented pen at work.
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