Blessed white dress

A poem about insecurity and parental love.

Blessed white dress

A girl in a white dress stood behind the curtain

Before her eyes, the play proceded

As it was her time to shine she was certain

The courage was something she needed

That same courage had been lost, long ago

Her walls build so high it could not shine through

The death of her beloved ones had been the final blow

She carried both of them with her in the form of a tattoo

The white dress clean, but her heart stained with blood

Smears of it she could never brush off nor hide

The curtain of courage still closed and then she thought

What if I just walked on stage and tried?

Maybe they will laugh

Maybe they will yell

But if I never try

How will I be able to tell?

With that, four hands appeared behind her

Slightly pushing her towards the next scene

The girl still wondering about who they were

As they tried to help the sweet, insecure teen

For it had been the beloved ones that made her go

The ones that were looking down from above

They saw their daughter shine and glow

Performing on stage and making sure she was loved

Thank you mother

And thank you dad

Because you even bothered

I can now forget

My courage has returned

My smile has been revived

You gave me for what I've yearned

I can now feel once again alive

And so her performance had ended

As she bow down in her white dress

The reaction she recieved was splendid

After which she looked up and knew, she was blessed

Author's Note

I hope you'll like this poem :)

Reviews

[Sakshi]

I do like it :)

beautiful emotional story narrated with words that make up a poem!