Falling - dying slow death of chronic pain
Standing up right nonetheless: dare show defeated
before the enemy: white flag will not be portrayed
Wipe away sweat from brows
Brush tears from eyes - blinded by its intensity
Streaming down face: can't see but they're there
Invisible to the sight - even though it's smeared down
fluttered cheeks - silently sobbing can't be heard
Only felt: unique like no other; jewels are not the same
Compare not to another: makes me hopping MAD
Examined and treated as jeweller looks at his jewels
A sparkling gem - precious through and through
Give a fleeting glance: won't allow to stop, abused
in the process - On your bike missus!
Hold on don't let go - God knows need a helping hand
Visualised a rainbow, pot of gold at the end of the tunnel
Patiently try not to tap fingers - feeling irritability
Radiant smile is gone, sunshine too; its place lives the blues
Keep going - secretly contemplating soul tiny speck of light
Hanging in there - reaching to higher ground - don't look back
Body you see in front of your vision - silhouette shape only supports
And sustains moi through life's roller-coaster ride
24/8/15
Sylvestina Silvers Simmons
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem