Fragile

Of the type of boys who cradle china dolls in their hands to fool themselves into believing they're strong.

she's a delicate flower to him
dark hair, ivory skin
the very image of a porcelain doll
small, fragile
one wrong move and she's broken

he holds her, shields her
wonders how such a beauty exists
how she's survived all these years
small, fragile
yet she's never been broken

she's made of starlight and love
and cares for him so
he doesn't know how she can be
small, fragile
he'll never let her be broken

she's a delicate flower to him
but little does he know
she's always protected him
small, fragile
he's always been so broken

and she'd let him pretend to be the strong one

Author's Note

Formatting is a stylistic choice - lack of capitalisation and minimal punctuation is deliberate.

Reviews

[Aatharva Banaitkar]

Really enjoyable , it gives a very strong feeling to the who is writing and ideology and concept is very good this is a great piece of work

[Brenda Woods]

Ah, thank you so much!

[cristamay76]

I really enjoyed this lovely poem.

[Brenda Woods]

I'm glad you did - thank you very much.

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Wow I love this it is so amazing, pen on girl!

[Brenda Woods]

Thank you so much - will do; I'm working on writing more, got a bunch of poems/song lyrics I need to slowly work on uploading here, but I'm also doing my best to keep writing new things as well. Kind of caught the poetry/lyrics bug this year, got a bit obsessed :)

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Well being obsessed is nothing to be ashamed of :)