Jumble.

She 

could see 

at his most 

playful of times 

how much his heart 

had been battered with 

and his mind had been tapered. 

He was a lost soul in a faraway place 

who tried way too hard to grasp onto reality 

but didn't realize he was only pushing himself further 

off 

the 

edge. 

If needed,

she would be right there

to catch him 

when he tumbled.

She always felt 

a searing pain 

to help him, 

to understand him, 

but each day 

he seemed to be 

more of a puzzle. 

She tried so hard to tell him 

that she was always 

watching, 

waiting, 

looking after him, 

but the right words 

never found their way. 

He was her happiness 

she longed to protect... 

but that longing 

was just simply 

swept away

in unfulfilled promises.

She's now left with the question, 

is it actually possible for two quiet people to fall in love?

Reviews

[Ryanicus]

That was amazing. The comparisons and contrasts discreetly develop character, in such little words. I love the very beginning- "She could see at his most playful of times how much his heart had been battered with". It really shows his vulnerability and exposure.
There's something about your writing I find very relatable and understanding. It's really impressive. Ihoped this helped you :DDD

-Ryan

[mess of gorgeous chaos]

Yes, this definitely did help me! Thank you so much!!! :D

[wordman]

the poem was great the style was right on,great job
Ron

[mess of gorgeous chaos]

Thanks Ron!

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That was awesome Elizabeth thank you so much for sharing:)

[mess of gorgeous chaos]

thank you very much :)

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Your very welcome:)

[zainul]

Great write that ended with a great question.

[mess of gorgeous chaos]

why thank you :)

[zainul]

You are most welcome,dear friend.:)