RebirthA Poem by -BatataDon't. It's too facile, too ordinary, Rilke said. In my quest for individuality, In my probe towards perfection, I abstained. But tonight, Tonight I confess to the blank That, in you, my whole sank. Tonight I mourn The girl, The forlorn being That I have been Before you touched my wretchedness, Caressed my bare body. A woman I have become, Into being I have finally willed. I was set ablaze And then born anew, A child of a filthy scene. © 2024 -BatataReviews
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