Doll

We often loose those little shining pearls in the deepness of the ocean of life.

I regret my mistake doll

As the time aged

I forgot your rosy smile

Which once took all my frivolous tears.

But look doll, Now I am back to you

With the same old tears

But this time, deeper then an ocean

Because today, though they are mine

But are scratching your cheeks...

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[Ruth]

Lovely, self reflection over the years can be a good thing and the things we once depended on can years later show us how much we have grown both as a person and our perception on life...loved this :)

[apennylate]

I think it was great... That sudden twist on the end, in my opinion, really made me go back and attempt a better connection with the poem... So... Well penned...

[Shasha]

Thanks a lot!!!

[apennylate]

A pleasure

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the poem. I had to read twice. I liked how you used the doll. Making the reader understand the journey. A very good closing to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Shasha]

Thank you very much Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Shasha.

[rajni]

It's nyc actually keep it up. 😅

[Tazeen Ahmed]

We unknowingly express our anger and pain on materials like a doll.
"But this time, deeper then an ocean"
Very well written, Shasha :)

[Shasha]

Thank you Tazeen!

[Soumya Deouskar]

Like I earlier said Shasha, the last two lines are the most beautiful ones!
Keep writing!

[Shasha]

Thank you Soumya!