Porcelain Doll

Old Write.

Collecting dust
On this sad lonely shelf
With nothing beside me
All alone, by myself

So fragile, am I
I have never been taken down
A forced smile on my face
You will never see me frown

Silently, I watch you
As you leave and enter the room
I watch you while you're sleeping
Underneath the pale full moon

Tragedy and saddness
Hides within these almond eyes
You do not hear me calling for you
You cannot hear these cries

Beautiful and demure
Feeling so very small
Unwanted and breakable
I'm the lonely porcelain doll

Reviews

[Lorraine Pearson]

The fragile "don't touch her, she'll break" personified. You painted her beautifully, and as frustrating as it is for the one who would adore to "love" her by carefully playing with her, I now see her frustration and grief is so much more. You transported me back to my Raggedy Ann days... Lovely piece!
~Lorraiyne

[Michael X]

rayne, you have a true rhythm and beat pattern to the wording its clearly felt
as each sentence flows with powerful meaning, the metaphorical concept of
a porcelin doll is haunting, the way you gave specific personality to the
main character really brings this supurb writing to life, i really wouldnt
change a thing, you envisioned this through artist's eyes and bring the image
to surface with full detail, sad, movimng, heartbrfeakingly beautiful, mike

[Tania Leigh]

This is so sad!

"A forced smile on my face
You will never see me frown"

Taken for granted because of the painted on smile.....this is a heartstring-tugger.
Nicely done :-)