This poem is dedicated to all the pen friends / online
friends who have not seen each other.........
Missing piece of a puzzle
Today i sit and ponder on my thoughts while writing a letter to my dear friend, who is so dear to me but does not have a face, she has qualities that a few have in themselves but
Still i cannot seem to find the missing piece of this puzzle, she makes me laugh, she gives me happiness and all that a good friend is supposed to do but sadly so she does not have
A face, we are pen friends since quite a while but how do i place her in my mind as she does not have a face, i see a small boy running along the shore not far away from me, having his
Face bandaged only two eyes too see, he seems happy and is playing in the water while his mother is standing beside him holding his thin fragile hand, she smiles at me and understands
what i am wanting to ask, and says " My son he burnt his face while lighting a match, but he is still so beautiful for me so what he does not have a face ".......... i cannot find anything to say To her so i just smile and turn my face thinking what was i thinking a while ago, and look at this woman who is contended without seeing her son's face and still finds beauty in it .........
I look down now at the incomplete letter i still have in my hands, the ink dried and the pen held loosely between my fingers, i feel ashamed of thinking about her as a faceless person when
In fact nothing lacks in her so what i have not seen her? ..... no one has seen the air that we breathe in, the smell of the rose is intoxicating and captivating which cannot be seen either is yet loved by its lovely sweet smell
Lots of things in this life do not have a face to them, yet we learn to live with it and deal with it most comfortably, then why crave for a face which is not seen but its traits are
Marvelous which no one can match, i have learn t one thing for sure its the person who is important rather then finding the missing piece to the puzzle we loose on the good points of the person
As a whole which is a picture in its self people like me keep crying for that missing piece to the puzzle in order to give /see the face of the person who is a dear friend of mine......
there are many faceless people on here..to which this poem could relate..you did a great job in describing your anguish and care....Thanks to sites like this many like minded people are connecting...your poem is a song for them all
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
* Smiles* .... Thank you for appreciating my poem and giving
me such a sweet review....
This is a beautiful poem about loving someone for their mind instead of their looks. And I like the part about the smell of the rose and how it can't be seen yet people are still intrigued by it. You've explained skillfully here in my opinion. Well done, I enjoyed it.
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
Thank you so much for appreciating my poem
i am really honored ..
This is a grand tribute to all the people, even writers who never post a picture but still become quite good friends to us all. It really does become a small world when you think of the things we come to know about one another- even though we never see their faces! Wonderful writing too.
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
Thanks a million for appreciating my poem my dear
friend its an honor for me .....
And a big thanks to you as well friend on your great achievements...
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
My achievement ?
i do not understand which achievement u are talking about???
Thanks a .. read moreMy achievement ?
i do not understand which achievement u are talking about???
Thanks a lot for your lovely review..
12 Years Ago
Writing great pieces like this . Sorry for the confusion . Sometimes I talk in mystery .
* Smiles * .......
no its not your fault for a moment i thought i have won an award
or s.. read more* Smiles * .......
no its not your fault for a moment i thought i have won an award
or something like that .... besides that i am a loner whose poems
are just average but friends like u make it worth reading it .....
12 Years Ago
Smiling, too...We underestimate our selves or our works sometimes until it touches someone ....
Hi, iam a lawyer by proffession but dont practice now and a writer too iam an active writer on Helium, have won a National award on my book for kids. Have done 2 online courses on writing.
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